No kiss
no touch
no look
longing for one minute of intimacy
None of it is worth a damn
Without the minutes
the hours
the days
Of honesty
Of connection
Of smiles seen and unseen
Without
Antici…….
……..
……..
Pation
No kiss
no touch
no look
longing for one minute of intimacy
None of it is worth a damn
Without the minutes
the hours
the days
Of honesty
Of connection
Of smiles seen and unseen
Without
Antici…….
……..
……..
Pation
After so many missteps, I must begin to consider that it isn’t bad luck. I must accept that the people who I am attracted to are hurting in some way. I think because my first love was hurting and I was her strength. Indeed, we drew strength from each other. So perhaps I’m looking for the echo of that relationship in future relationships. I’m not doing it consciously. But I need to exam my attraction more closely. Not because desiring to help is bad necessarily but to do it as an acquaintance or advisor may be a better option for me emotionally. Going forward anyway. Choices made are already made and I must live in the shadow of those choices.
I talk about love arguably more than I talk about sex. I suppose it’s because when I’m in love and I’m in the relationship, there will be sex. The sex will be good, will be interesting. I take it as a given. I will do my best to make it so and I have the skills to make it so. And I’m always learning more about everything, including sex. Anatomy, what works, what doesn’t. I guess I just assume, and the more I read and listen I learn that is not most people’s experience. At least, even if I am not in a relationship, I know that my lovers had a good time during sex.