Showing posts with label Falling. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Falling. Show all posts

Thursday, August 30, 2012

Periwinkle


Love is a many splendored thing.  Not only is it splendiferous (yes, I said splendiferous… it’s a word, spell check says so) It is funny what can spark it and what can squelch it.  It is a pretty great feeling when you get that first spark, but what is even better is when it comes out of nowhere.  It is amazing how a shared laugh at an obscure reference or a present of a tiny bottle of shark bubbles can instantaneously change how you see someone. 

Love, whether doomed to quickly dissipate or to grow indefinitely, is always good.  The spark of a new romance can be just what you need to jump back into life reminding you of the thrill of living in the moment.  The roller coaster of soaring high on the tiniest of hopes pared with the plummeting depths of dashed dreams can be amazing reminders of the vivid world we live in and routinely tune out. 

It will send your world spinning and make you question what took you so long to get there.  Sometimes the ride is fantastically thrilling and sometimes it just makes you want to hurl.  It is all about timing.   Now, being a princess, I am not a fan of relinquishing control and I still contend that if you want something, you can make your own timing.  But even I must admit that some things are out of my control. SA has told me more times than I can count, “Timing is everything and timing is a bitch.”  I don’t think he meant it was a female dog either…

Every now and again, though, we luck out.  The timing is right and we get to hold on to our hopes and watch dreams grow.  Sometimes the dreams change and, sometimes, if you are REALLY lucky, reality surpasses everything you had hoped for. 

Friday, March 9, 2012

I feel you

I feel you.
You haven’t touched me yet.
And still, I feel you.
As if your soul stepped ahead of you,
Impatient as your body took its time.

You exhale slowly. Deliberately.
Warming the nape of my neck.
Your breath wrapping around
Stroking my cheek.

Waves of excitement rolling through me.
Eagerness for your touch permeating every part of me.

I hear the faint rustle of cotton.
Your arms are moving toward me.
Soon I will feel the strength and power of you
wrapped around me enveloping me
I am giddy with anticipation.

Fingers finally make contact.
A current of desire and heat races through me.
The wholeness of your body collides with mine
You bring me into you.
My senses hypersensitive
Desperate to take in as much of you as possible.

The smell of your skin
The scent of your hair
The rhythmic pounding of your heart
Euphoria spreads like a drug.
It floods every cell with desire.
The desire to possess you
and to be possessed by you.

Your body pushed against me tells me this is not a dream.
You are here.
You are real.