I’m starting to think that texting is evil. 


It is something that we’ve all become accustomed to as well as an addiction.  


It detracts from the here and now, taking our attention from those around us, driving, the beauty of what is happening here and now. 


I miss phone calls when I can hear the emotion behind the statement…  for that matter I miss face to face conversations.  Enjoying the evening and expressing eye to eye.  


It is far to easy to hide behind typed words.   

Last night I had dinner with a beautiful woman. A woman who is already friends with my boyfriend.  I went to meed her for dinner as husband and boyfriend enjoyed a casual evening home. 


She is stunning, wonderful, intelligent and easy to speak with.  Her laugh is melodic, contagious, dripping with honey. 


My heart jumped when she called it a “date” and I became anxious. 


It was just our time together to get to know each other.  Time flew by quickly, so much that it was cruel. I wish we were able to talk longer. In a place that was quieter. 


It’s been a long time since I kissed a pretty girl as sensually as we kissed last night.  She was responsive in her kiss and her eyes twinkled. Her soul splendid ~ providing a kiss that was simply erotic and blissful.  


Even though, due to my own inner workings and feelings, I may be the slowest one in this part of the dynamic, I am again anxious, excited as I hope to be able to spend more time with her.  


I am content with the interaction last night, still processing things.  I am grateful for the peace that was provided in the moment of her kiss. 

Without effort, hunger, and need

one day, just one.


I would love to have one day without tears.