I am afraid that I am losing him Jenny, but then his actions prove to be completly opposite. This is how our conversation played out in Central Park the other afternoon:
I said, "Do you see that old couple over there, sitting on the bench?" He nodded yes in reply.
"The kiss those two share is one of everlasting love. They have probably been together through all the rough patches and what not. They love one another, forever and always. Their bodies show it."
The moment my vocal cords stopped vibrating, Charlie laid a kiss on my lips. He said, "I shall kiss you too. His kiss is free of desire, unlike mine.
What shall I do? I am lost in this City. I think I shall take a leave.
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