It's All Relevant

I ran my fingers over the memories. The pages of our yesterday’s lifted, curling toward me. I plucked one up, closed my eyes, and allowed its entry. The image formed, wisps weaving themselves into color and detail. Friendship turned, shifting to a desire unlike any I had experienced. Dark eyes alight with laughter, lips twisting in a smile. Hands drifting over my body, fingers tracing my curves. The rising passion swallowing pupils, bodies pressed close. Sighs and whispers collided. Emotion swelled, pulsed, breathing life into us, until like a wave breaking, it crashed, sucking us under. I watched as we emerged, bruised and wary. I watched as we walked away, going in separate directions, miles and years stretching between us. I collected the memory, gently tucking it away. Memories fade and shift. The sands of Time blur and smudge the sharp, painful edges allowing the view to be softer. I dipped my fingers into the past and let it play....-

~Wandersoften

What does it mean to share your life with someone? Is it bliss piled upon laughter smothered in 24/7 happiness or is it something closer to reality? When you decide to share your life with another, they need to understand that means getting the whole complicated package that is you. The real you. There will be moments of unforgettable passion but there will also be times in which neither of you wants to be touched. Closeness is followed by necessary space. There will be days when life, work, responsibilities, chores, and the unexpected will steal you away from each other. Days when stress will snuff out smiles. Days when the past will tread on the present. When you share your life there are always adjustments. Learning. Concessions. Words won’t always work. Kindness will be overlooked. You’ll feel taken for granted, you’ll feel undervalued, misunderstood. Some days will be complete shitshows and leave you feeling wounded. You’ll feel invisible. Sharing your life with another isn’t always easy, but it will be worth it. There will be ebb and flow, but if the lines of communication are always open, if expectations are realistic if there is a sincere foundation of trust and respect, the good times will outnumber the not-so-memorable times tenfold. Those moments of true connection will fill you up. Laughter will be contagious and leave you breathless. The softest touch will resonate through your marrow and with nothing more than a simple glance, you’ll know you are unconditionally loved. You won’t have to hide any parts of yourself; free to show vulnerability, and know you won’t be judged. You’ll feel you are a better person because of them and together you inspire and support one another. Success is a shared endeavor.”

@originallandlockedmariner

* Girl From The North Country ~ Noah Gunderson & David Ramirez
* Man Eater (Live) ~ Andrew Barth Feldman ~ No Hard Feelings Soundtrack
* The Killing Moon ~ Echo And The Bunnymen ~Ocean Rain
* Dreams ~ Allman Brothers Band ~ Dreams
* PIGS ~ Pink Floyd ~ Animals
* So Young ~ Portugal, The Man~ Woodstock
* Pusherman ~ Curtis Mayfield ~ Superfly
* Hell In A Bucket~ Grateful Dead ~ Best Of The Dead
* Since I've Been Loving You ~ Led Zeppelin ~Led Zeppelin III
* Time Has Come Today ~ The Chambers Brothers ~ The Time Has Come

Man Eater ~Live (Piano)

She'll only come out at night
The lean and hungry type
Nothing is new, I've seen her here before
Watching and waiting
She's sitting with you but her eyes are on the door
So many have paid to see
What you think you're getting for free
The woman is wild, a she-cat tamed by the purr of a Jaguar
Money's the matter
If you're in it for love you ain't gonna get too far

Oh here she comes
Watch out boy she'll chew you up
Oh here she comes
She's a maneater
Oh here she comes
Watch out boy she'll chew you up
Oh here she comes
She's a maneater

I wouldn't if I were you
I know what she can do
She's deadly man, and she could really rip your world apart
Mind over matter
The beauty is there but a beast is in the heart

Oh here she comes
Watch out boy she'll chew you up
Oh here she comes
She's a maneater

She treasured the ritual of savoring a piping hot cup of coffee as the sun peeked above the horizon, casting a golden hue across the tranquil morning. The fragrant aroma of freshly picked flowers from her garden, the sweetness of ripe blackberries, the smoothness of honey, and the indulgence of rich, dark chocolate were all part of her morning routine. The grassy scent of summer, the gentle flow of water, and the warmth of the sun's first rays on her skin were simple pleasures she looked forward to each day. She was drawn to big-hearted individuals with gentle souls and found comfort in the delicate blend of citrus and lavender. Melodies that stirred memories and elicited goosebumps filled her with nostalgia and warmth. A hearty, shared meal with close friends was a source of joy and connection. Exploring new destinations and sleeping beneath a canopy of stars brought her a deep sense of fulfillment and wonder. She found solace in the flickering dance of a fire's flames and derived joy from acts of giving, the beauty of simplicity, the power of forgiveness, and the art of handwritten notes. Unanticipated surprises, the soft, genuine tones of those not fully awake, and the beauty of raw honesty were a testament to her love of authenticity.

Missionary.

Why?

So you can watch all those thoughts disappear from her pretty little head.

She can wrap her legs around you and hold you there before you can pull out

You can grab her by her throat and hold her down while you brush back her hair

You can give her those forehead kisses as she’s screaming out for you

You can tease her nipples with your tongue as she squirms under you

You can hold her wrists above her head and hold her face before you spit on her

Eye contact, eye contact, eye contact.

* Author Unknown

I remember the electrifying moment when someone I deeply cared for kissed me, and it triggered an out-of-body experience. The anticipation and tension leading up to that kiss had been building for quite some time. Our friendship spanning 15 years culminated in that unexpected moment, as we stood in the doorway of my living room. His sudden kiss enveloped me, and it felt as if I was intertwined with his essence. Time seemed to stand still as we shared what felt like hours of intimate connection through that kiss. It was that night when I found myself falling irrevocably in love with him, although, in retrospect, I realized that my affection for him had been present all along. I had always believed that kissing him was akin to, if not surpassing, the intensity of lovemaking. It became clear to me that this was what being with "The One" felt like.

~M

From my own experiences, I've observed that relationships often commence in the digital domain. Be it through social media, dating apps, or online communities. However, the trajectory of these relationships is inherently molded by the individuals involved. I firmly believe that every relationship undergoes a vital "getting to know you" phase, wherein trust and understanding are established. Protecting privacy is a core value for me, and I am of the opinion that all should revere it. In my view, genuine trust takes time to cultivate and is not to be rushed. I've noticed that people tend to reveal their authentic selves relatively quickly, and when someone invests the effort and time to truly comprehend who I am, and reciprocates the same, it garners my utmost respect. This mutual understanding becomes the bedrock for the progressive evolution of the relationship. These thoughts are purely reflective of my personal experiences and beliefs.

Just my 2 cents.

"She sits at the edge

of the ocean just to

think as she watches

the waves break.

She's done that more so

as she's gotten

older and the way

life has thrown so

much at her.

Because that's

the place where

shallow ends and

deep begins."

~JmStorm

I want to make someone feel all excited and happy just to be with me. I want them to light up when they see my name on their phone. I want them to smile and be unable to stop talking about me when we text. I want us to have long conversations about anything and everything. I want them to stay up late just talking to me because they can't get enough. I want to receive texts like "I know you're sleeping, but..." and "Wake up! I miss you!" from them. I want them to send me things that remind them of me and tell me when they think about me. I want them to associate certain songs and movies with me. I want them to love my quirks and mannerisms. I want them to always want "just one more" hug or kiss. I want them to hug me so tightly that we nearly fall. I want them to be proud to have me. I want them to think of me even when they're with their family and friends. I want them to miss me when we're apart. I want them to touch, caress, and kiss me whenever they can. I want them to constantly flirt, tease, and playfully mock me. I want them to want to work and fight for our relationship. I want them to feel like I'm their home. I want them to wish we had met earlier so that we could have had more time together. I want them to imagine a future with me. I want them to be afraid of losing me.

I want them to love me as much as I love them.

“When you fall in love, it is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake, and then it subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots are to become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the desire to mate every second of the day. It is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every part of your body. No … don’t blush. I am telling you some truths. For that is just being in love; which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away. Doesn’t sound very exciting, does it? But it is!”

– Louis de Bernieres ? Captain Corelli’s Mandolin