There’s that first feeling. Heavy with uncertainty and
tension in a pre-coital sort of way. Limned with magic, presenting itself in
black and white, but not sexual in and of itself. Then there is the undeniable
truth of consequence and desire, when one of like heart and spiritual space shares
that time stopping moment when all frequencies are entwined and perfectly vibrating.
At that point there is no gender. There
is no hierarchy or cultural superiority.
No, at that point you realize that you are looking at the highest form
of yourself in another being. The feeling is one of comfort and acceptance. If you
are lucky, this relationship can last.
However, in my experience, these encounters are brief and do not end up
in relationships. But, when you do reflect on that moment over a cup of coffee
or while watching the credits of a favorite movie, with tears in your eyes, the
thought of that moment can carry you, my god can it carry you. In that moment,
you are light, beauty and perfection. Although
fleeting, my wish is that everyone gets to have this experience and has the
capability to recognize it for what it is, true love and possibility.
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