Category: Contentment
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Dungeon Master
Sowhy is it,that I love you,so very much?This crazycontentment,that seems to havetrapped us botha mere fourmonths in…Four months,going on ten years. It’s in your eyesthat crinkle,when you laugh,or say somethingthat’s bothfunny andhighly inappropriate.It’s the waythey look deepinto my soul,catching my breathin my throat.It’s compassion,and lust,and a softness thatI could not begin todescribe. It’s in the…
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Blissed out
who knewthat thiswas evenathing.My bodyhumscontently.My mind isclear.My nervoussystem is dialledtoa deepforest green. Who knewyou would actuallycomeback,like you saidyouwould. Who knewwe couldpuzzle pieceour weekstogether,chatting andlaughing,while buildingthis ordinarylife,filling ourmarble jarto the brim.We bothknow therewill be withdrawals,and kinksin theroad ahead.There will bethick salty tearsin the back ofmy throat,and therewill alsobe more bliss,as we,the novicesstumbleforwardinto this randommagnificencewe continue to…
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I tell
youthat you’reawesome,quite often. This freeexchange of admitting thegenuineemotions I experience,surprises me,perhaps evenmore sothan the actualemotion. I like you,and you’reamazingand I’d likeyou to knowthat. And yes,I know you’renotperfect.And I’m exceedinglygrateful to havedodged thebullet ofhaving to live witha perfect human being,or worse,one who perceivesthemselvesassuch. So this ismepopping inwith thisveryrealreminder:you mission, shouldyouchoose to accept it,is toremember tocelebrate yourawesomenessdaily.And…
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The longing
is real,and uncomfortable.Like beautifulstilettosthat are justa tiny bittoo tight…At some pointbittersweetshifts tounbearableand one hasto broker somerelease,or at leasttemporary respite. And while theprudent ormore togetherindividualsamong uswould advocatefor temperance,perhaps evencounselrestraint, orat the very least,quiet, modestsuffering,I have no suchqualmsand howllustily asI contemplatethe dire situationconstitutedby yourdistinct yetunfortunateabsence,knowing full wellthatthe heart wants exactly,whatthe heartwants:you. ~Lu
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The joy
of simple things,that aren’tthings. A genuinesmile,connection.Sipping wine,whilecooking everydayfood.Laughter.Kinship.Appreciationfor theother’sspecialness,rarities, quirksandoverallgoodness. Contentmentin easyconnection.Followed byeasy partings,knowing thatthiseveryday event,will happenagain. This isthe beautyof aneverydaylife,well-lived,forever gratefulfor theseno-longer-strangersand theirprofoundimpact. ~Lu
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Sometimes
just looking at you is hard. You catch my gaze and my breath. You’re ordinary to the naked eye, to the uninitiated and the uninformed. For your special brand of black magic runs deep, and lethal. There is no cure, ask me, I’ve looked. I have tried to get away, and faltered, tried to move…
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The luxury
of small rituals cannot be overstated for it is indeed truly glorious. The preparation and serving of a meal to dear friends. The crafting of a single perfect cup of coffee. The lighting and contemplation of a candle. Prayer. These are some of the simple patterns that add texture to my life. Tell me about…
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There’s a gentleness
when you hold me. A soft, almost anticipation in your eyes. Our breath syncs, and I cannot distinguish my heartbeat from yours. My cheeks are wet, as strong emotion escapes my body. So this is what it feels like to truly live. This simple magnificent pleasure, of being fully seen, and wanted. ~Lu
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Friends
New ones, old ones, related by blood ones, separated by distance ones, down the road ones, and dare I say “work ones”. All of them great ones. I may not have hundreds, yet the two handful count ones I do have, are literally worth their combined weight in gold. Every single one. So what makes…
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Post 100
Dear Reader, thank you for dipping in here with me. This water has helped quench my soul. Sometimes tiny droplets, often raging oceans, and everything in between. Thank you, for participating here, ingesting delicate sips or guzzling gigantic bucketfuls, despite the consequences. So jump aboard, and let’s continue paddling through the next 100 pauses on…