your call - so then when?

what can i say? not enough time, too much distance... too many interuptions as usual. It's good we found some time this morning. I was afraid you wouldn't call as you promised, but you did. I was already awake, of course. You said "come" and I ran. I ran through the NYC rain and straight to you there and hardly spoke a word. I think you said, what, that sideways, shy smile, "Hi" and then that was it.

It doesn't seem to matter does it, how long we've been... You didn't raise your palm to my mouth this time. I called out your name over and over and over and over and over and over and over and god it felt so good just to be able to say it without reproach or reprimand or fear. And to hear you say my name - your name for me - which nobody else uses. Nobody else understands. We are so unlike the rest. Well, you know. The rest are what? Just different.

I love how you always take off my shoes. I love that you do that. I love how you take such good care of me. You always did. You always took off my shoes, slipping one out first, then the other and carrying them up the stairs. Now you carry them by the straps and put them on a chair or at the foot of the mattress.

God, I have to tell you, even after, I didn't want you to go. You called as soon as you got to work. I was in a taxi when my mobile rang (well, you know that, because I told you - I was on Madison and something far up). What, only a couple of hours and already we missed each other. Okay, so later then? Don't call me here at work - they always know when it's not him and although they do not know it's you (how could they? unless they see us together, in which case it's hard not to know, but nobody could prove.... Your wife is just awful by the way. I'm getting really bored and tired of being slammed around by her. This last time she wouldn't stop beating on the both of us being being of same faith, or me part anyway and she not. You think she married you so then... but no. She just couldn't help herself, hatred of me so great obviously. Thank you for touching my hand when you did. It helped).

Where and when do you want to meet? The usual place? Where the H. is on 6th. Post here, I'll check soon.

Me to you - you know the rest... of course you do... I still taste that honeyed taste. Do you?

ta cousine