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how our faces still blush after all these years as if we had not seen it all how dancing can still be awkward when you watch I still pull the towel around myself after I shower You still hide behind the curtain when you are asking me for the soap from across the room Knowing every detail the roundness of my belly when I am pregnant the skin tag hidden in an intimate place When our defenses fall we are left with a cozy sweet familiar embrace The mystery of substance unveiled, the grace of our hesitation still alluding to a moment of clarity between two bodies We linger in the warmth and nakedness under the sheets never strangers, how can this purity still live in a home where every wall has seen every flaw Just around the corner we hide from one another Anticipating every touch and kiss even after thousands of touches and kisses How we are still so precious reserved protected in love |
This is quite the beautiful thing. Everything having its place. A way to be intimate, but to stay modest. You seem to have quite the healthy relationship with your husband. Love is best served with equal parts health. Enjoy that meal, and may it last a lifetime.| Posted on 2015-07-08 00:00:00 | by cornonthekob | [ Reply to This ] | Love is a unique flower bloomed from rich soil (the heart) Although I never had such experience and am afraid of such things I do my best to accept it. There is the human part of me that longs for it yet the phobia which confuses both brain and heart. I do love seeing others blossom in their marriage and get married period for it is taken for granted and not as frequent as it should be. Marriage is a beautiful thing. I do like this piece it makes me smile. | | Posted on 2015-03-19 00:00:00 | by ShadowParadox | [ Reply to This ] | Sounds like a good place to be in marriage. One that still has some pretense of mystery to keep the partners intrigued and interested. After 20 yrs my husband is still a bit quirky about frontal nudity after a shower, but its endearing because my fingertips now every bump and line if his body. I think love grows stronger because of the foibles not in spite of them. We are only self-conscious around people whose opinions really matter. The rest of the world can go hang. | | Posted on 2014-12-19 00:00:00 | by jaycee | [ Reply to This ] | This reminds me of a note I read years ago: | If I were you and you were me and we passed on another on eternal seas which one or the other would I be if I were you and you were me? What we should know of each other, we often don't. | Posted on 2014-12-07 00:00:00 | by rws | [ Reply to This ] | I think I agree. No matter how familiar we become as lovers we must still consider each other a mystery to be explored! | Bruce | Posted on 2014-12-06 00:00:00 | by monad | [ Reply to This ] | |