Boy meets Girl...
The song goes on and on...
Got to meet this delightfully wonderful girl at the swimming pool the other day and I'm still puzzled what got into me such that I went to ask for her number. No, I don't do this often.
Sure, it could merely be an infatuation considering it is only a week since I've met her. But come on, passion is obsessive. It is a flame which grows stronger with each passing moment, each long phone conversation, each comfortable meeting, each....yeah...until it consumes each other in a devouring blaze. And yes, it is only a Platonic friendship. I'm still surprised it is actually possible.
I'm not ruling out that it could be a one-sided affection or just a matter of novelty. But the exhilaration is proving to be so overt that every waking moment seems to be filled with thoughts of her. If to say that I am only in love with the idea of falling in love, then insofar as she is the object of my love, doesn't it make sense that I love her?
Sssssh. Keep it as an emotion. Words never express emotions with equal clarity because it has to be put through a rationalising thought process first. And how can anyone describe that highly charged electric, almost magical feeling that flows and shudders through the whole body? An orgasm would seem over-rated when compared with it. Not even close.
Spin a little tighter...Sharing a tub of Ben and Jerry's at the playground at 4am in the morning. The sweetness of Cookies and Cream ice-cream simply resonating through the stillness of the night. Looking at the stars above and wondering if they too, were connected every night by a bit of sweetness. How their smiles illuminate the skies above. How the radiance of her smile light up every inch of my life! Good God! I thought I was supposed to be an unfeeling man!
The song goes on and on...let me pen the lyrics with Love!
Got to meet this delightfully wonderful girl at the swimming pool the other day and I'm still puzzled what got into me such that I went to ask for her number. No, I don't do this often.
Sure, it could merely be an infatuation considering it is only a week since I've met her. But come on, passion is obsessive. It is a flame which grows stronger with each passing moment, each long phone conversation, each comfortable meeting, each....yeah...until it consumes each other in a devouring blaze. And yes, it is only a Platonic friendship. I'm still surprised it is actually possible.
I'm not ruling out that it could be a one-sided affection or just a matter of novelty. But the exhilaration is proving to be so overt that every waking moment seems to be filled with thoughts of her. If to say that I am only in love with the idea of falling in love, then insofar as she is the object of my love, doesn't it make sense that I love her?
Sssssh. Keep it as an emotion. Words never express emotions with equal clarity because it has to be put through a rationalising thought process first. And how can anyone describe that highly charged electric, almost magical feeling that flows and shudders through the whole body? An orgasm would seem over-rated when compared with it. Not even close.
Spin a little tighter...Sharing a tub of Ben and Jerry's at the playground at 4am in the morning. The sweetness of Cookies and Cream ice-cream simply resonating through the stillness of the night. Looking at the stars above and wondering if they too, were connected every night by a bit of sweetness. How their smiles illuminate the skies above. How the radiance of her smile light up every inch of my life! Good God! I thought I was supposed to be an unfeeling man!
The song goes on and on...let me pen the lyrics with Love!
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