Surrender

Funny, isn't it?
How one fleeting moment can turn your world upside down. Wipe clean the slate of what you thought you knew of love, heal hurts of the past and renew your faith in finding your soulmate.

Amazing, isn't it?
That with nothing more than your recognition of your counterpart in another everything you deemed unbearable yesterday becomes a mere irritation today. The air smells sweeter, your breaths are a little deeper, your every thought preoccupied with connecting once again with something so blindingly beautiful. Your motivation for detested tasks peaks if for no other reason than to be done with them so that you may spend every available moment gazing into those eyes, searching the depths for a reflection of your heart's desire.

Overwhelming, isn't it?
How quickly you can be filled to the brim, emotions tumbling forth, your heart speaking before your brain has a chance to filter a single word, thought or feeling. Being so painfully exposed and reveling in every single second of it, knowing soft, safe hands wait to catch you as you fall.

Beautiful, isn't it?
As you plod through your day the vague scent of perfection wafts through you from unknown origins and it stops you in your tracks. In that moment you are transported back to the last time that scent was on your skin. The heat, the desire, the unabashed surrender. All this with the tiniest sniff of your lover's scent. You can remember explicitly the taste, the feel and the heat of your lover's body but can't quite seem to find words descriptive or lovely enough to make them out to anyone but you.

Breathtaking, isn't it?
How willing you become to dive head first into the shallows with no regard for your own safety whatsoever. Even more breathtaking is the thought that someone could possibly experience you in this way as well. Their only desire, your happiness. Their only thought, when next you shall meet. Utterly humbling that they can, they will and they do.





until next time.....
be kind,
me