Nothing But Passion

You must understand, that when it comes 2 passion, You are incomparable. There is no one anywhere on the planet whose intensity can compare 2 the magnitude of you. Your passion is so overwhelming that the most moving saga or touching ballad does not portray it sufficiently. You are more rhythmic than poetry, more ardent than ballads of love. Your passion is bluer than the sea, brighter than the sun, and stronger than the wind that brushes through the trees. This passion has seldom been taught in "couples therapy," seldom understood, and sadly enough, seldom received. The astronaut, who has ascended beyond the gravitational pull of the earth, left behind our planet, traveled through our galaxy, and observed with close scrutiny the stars and planets from his lofty height, has not been able to go beyond the height of passion that I feel whenever I am near you. Suddenly, I recognize that your far more passionate than anything or anyone I have ever encountered. Even when you s8 goodbye 2 soon, you leave me with wondrous humility aspiring to know you again-next time, next visit. I endeavor to receive it, I strain to see it, I leap to reach it, though I understand before my futile attempt begins that at the apex of my endeavor I will fail to grasp the magnitude and the awesomeness of your passion.

Can You, Will You assume the task of untangling me from my past so that I could be complete in my future? This is the task that all wounded souls must assume. It is the task of moving beyond the tragedies of my life into the potentials of my future. I fell in love with you. We seem like an odd match, not equally yoked. We are not comparable people. We have not attended the same university, and do not share mutual friends, but if there is one thing I know, it is that sometimes passion, being in love, is not rational;) It is even ridiculous to those who watch from the sidelines. I am in love with you, and it numbs my senses to reason and intoxicates my consciousness of "public" opinion.

I come from sordid pasts and I tend to recoil when I am offered the unfamiliar kindness of passion, love and tranqullity. It is amazing that when I perceive my life to be bad, I have a tendency to feel uncomfortable with the adoration of that which seems good. I believe it is because I innately disagree with you who admire me! I do not want to cleave to the negative and oppose those wo see me positively. I do not want to continue in my tendency to find the great blessing of life to be a bit too unfamiliar for my taste. It is true when you imagine someone saying to me "4get her. Your'e better off anyway." But there is something about falling in love that will not 4get, can't 4get! I have let God stitch me back, mend me, restore me from divorce, failures, disappointment, and a few other esttem-demolishing issues, and have allowed time for reconstruction. I have not rushed through my healing process, so 2 not reopen the old wounds. I have been a construction site, so I have not swept up all the debris and clutter that has to be cleared away. But when all is said and done, I WILL ;).

I take the recommendation of my mother, who tells me that I need 2 4get those things that are in the past and reach to those things that are b4 me-she recommends that I run as fast as I can into my future and away from my adversity. To take the wings of the morning and sail toward my destiny. She has challeged me to embark upon new horizons and settle down into this season in my life. No more running back into my past, I am free, this time I must stand firm and unmoved, there iwll be no turnig back. I am free from my past, released from my failures, and challenged by my future. There are better dayz waiting on me. Since I have forgiven myself and accept my forgiveness, there is nothing about my yesturday that can circumvent my 2morrow. I will take life, take you, into my bosom and hold life and you in my arms. Reaching out and taking a second chance,that is mine 2day because of this shameless, passionate dance of ours that leaves me waiting 2 participate-again and again. I just have one question..."What do I do 4 you?" Pleading the "5th" is an insufficient response;0), why are you so afraid 2 express how you may or may not feel about me? Your reasons are valid, but irrelevant to the question, 4 the quesion is independent of any outside of me....4 I asked, "What do "I" do 4 you?"

Good nite, peace and love SoRare signing off.

P.S. My sweet little besty Tie may be pregnant:) Not 2 sound self obsorbed, but why she gotta be knocked up on my birthday (Halloween), guess "Rip" (her husband) can't stay out of her;) Don't you just love it?;)