I Love You     In quiet, peaceful moments, when a man doesn't have to be a man.   When feelings are at the surface, and the facade of solidity and strength is at rest. When nerve endings are vulnerable, their callused exteriors folded and lain upon a shelf.   When the ache in a heart can be acknowledged, and a surging emptiness tugs at the soul.   This is the time when the pure joy, and passion of true love, can be savored.   The time when I understand how deeply my love for you reaches; its roots cradle my aching heart, and caress my exhausted spirit with eternal comfort.   Thank you...   I Love You!       copyright AP Ashley 1996       Comment/Next/Back/Home