Love

My heart hums softly.
It is late, the room, dark.
I am alone.
My heart hums softly.
Quiescent in its dull slumber, it drums slowly, unaffected.
My head on the pillow, I can hear and feel my blood.
Thump… thump… thump.
It pumps leisurely, unhurried in its attempt to keep me from making a premature visit.

Eyeing a white blank wall, I wait.
Silence has command of the room.
Wind in the outside world causes the house to creak, the windows to rattle.
The room remains still.

A random desire floats out of the black mist of my mind.
A woman’s face, a delicate face, intercedes; eyes staring, all in my mind.
The face begins to smile, small and gentle.
The power of the face dissolves the wall till only the face remains.

Sounds of surging blood I can hear now.
Thumping, drumming, coursing.
My breathing becomes heavy, my true feelings released.
A smile draws across my trembling lips.

Heaviness settles in my chest.
Warm and pleasant the feeling crushes the silence.
The room glows with excitement.
I am alive.
I feel no pain or loneliness for I am in love.