Tuesday, February 18, 2014

LOVE/DATING: FALLING IN LOVE

Falling in love is very real, but I used to shake my head when people talked about soul mates, poor deluded individuals grasping at some supernatural ideal not intended for mortals but sounded pretty in a poetry book. Then, we met, and everything changed, the cynic has become the converted, the sceptic, an ardent zealot. I have learned that everything is connected, like a delicate web. Ever growing, ever changing. New silvery strands come together every day, and once the strand is formed, no matter what superficial circumstances may sometimes keep you apart, it is never broken. You will meet again, perhaps in another lifetime. The connection is unbreakable, lying dormant in your subconscious. How do I describe the feeling that envelopes my being when she is near? It is like a cocoon of warmth and peace, but beneath that there is a deep longing, a hunger that one kiss would not be able to satisfy, one kiss would only make the hunger greater. But oh, how I long for that kiss, a kiss that might never come. Being close to her does things to me, makes me feel things I never knew existed, makes me want things I have never wanted before. I have never desired to know a woman's body before I met her. I wonder if she knows that I desire her in such a way, that I not only want to know her body, but that I want her to know mine. There is a part of me that would not care if she loves me or not if I could just have one beautiful, passionate night with her, while the rest of me knows that one night would never be enough.

She took my hand in her. I gasped when our skin touched and looked into her eyes in a kind of shocked wonder, my eyes wide. Her hand was smooth and warm, a few degrees warmer than it should be, and that heat sank into me, but it was not her heat that made me gasp. It felt like a storm resided within her skin and the moment our hands met, the storm and heat went raging through my veins, leaving my skin tingling and my heart fluttering  It was like heat lightning, flashes of brilliance without sound that told of an impending storm. It awakened something within me, something I did not know existed, and took my breath away. I had never felt anything like it before.

 Your partner is so much more than their appearance. It's how kind their heart is, how lovely they smile, how much they care and have compassion, how generous and giving they are which becomes much more attractive

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