He tries so hard in everything he does, his solitary pursuits, his sole parenting, his work. I think in his way he is trying hard to please me to. I want to be naked with him now. Milky skin, freckles on his broad shoulders, his lovely belly and blue soft eyes. He kisses beautifully, softly, like his personality, which is unobtrusive, steady, but gently encompassing.
Patience will be needed if I want his love. Not necessarily something that I have in spades. So I've come back to my writing, to help me stand waiting at the bottom of the mountain, loving but undemanding.