Love is this: The evening yellow of a long, hot summer day, full hearted, opening gradually, imperceptibly, gloriously. Open to the Yellow. Open to Love.
I want to soak up the last ray of heat. I want to pull it into my center and hold it all night long.
To be prepared for morning, when the light will seek me, as I know yellow, carry
and gift yellow.
It's all yellow now.
xoxoLC
