IN THE DARK: Living it all!

There's always a distance between us when our skin touch. Changes the sheets first thing in the morning so that he won't have to admit that anything happened. Stoic, he pretends to be, like a marble statue carved to be admired but too dead to feel it. I tell him: "There is a place called Love, I can take you there." He says to me: "I'v seen the world, done it all, lived it all." He looks at me then swiftly turns his head. I keep my gaze. He looks back at me, terrified that I'm not convinced.