Gave Caroline my original handscore and sketches of Nebulous. I love the fact that she has this piece. All the talk of star stuff, I might as well give her my only star to date. Perhaps an excuse to make another star someday. My own "NGC." (New General Catalogue of Nebulae and Clusters of Stars)
Caroline in the flesh.
"I love you. I yearn for you. I desire you."
"My new truth! I love you. I never didn't love you."
"It (our road) might be different from here."
"I love your face."
"I feel congruent."
"Your fingerprints are all over who I am today."
"The love is settling, meaning it's taking a permanent hold. I must let it live."
"The man you are now, trumps the man you were. You're simply irresistible."
"Sex would have changed everything for me." Choke. Me too! God!
I bore my soul to her, she to me. It was surreal. Then we made out.
"When you told me that it could have worked between us, I knew then that I loved you and that it never went away. And now I must find a way to let it live. Because it must!"
I kissed her quite. Better one next time. It wasn't a lustful one. It was a kiss of assurance. I'm with you! And I love and yearn for you!
Oh my heart, my gut!
Pain: Are we not all in it? Grief!
"Oh...How brave." While I confess that she'll be in my need in the life after this one.
I heard her coos of letting it in. I remember her and love her over all. I loved hearing those coos.
I don't want to just desire her. I want to be yoked and bound to her forever! Cruel sorrow!
But what a fucking GREAT story!
My soul is weeping. Time to cry in the beauty of what was given to me tonight, and I just want more. I'm thirsty too!
"I, knowing now, would have chosen you!"
"Well, I you!"
The lady she has become....Irresistible!
Oh..... I'm tired of coping.
We never talked much about how to cope with these "new truths" of our NEW love of each other.
Where is Sunni in all of this? This alarms me!
I'd better sleep on this day. (I ended up crying myself to sleep).
Now that the new truth is here, the Dinner Party place seems more impossible. How can I ever stop having eyes for you? Oh.....
It was as if when I touched Sunni, I was touching her. I wanted that. But I felt such sorrow and grief, it paralyzed me from contact. I just went to bed.
But even this morning, I cling to Caroline's residue.
"My societal constraints (her faith) would tell me that this should not continue, or that this is wrong and I should feel guilty for feeling and even spending time with you. But I feel congruent. I believe what I do and I do what I believe. I feel congruent. Accord."
The dream she had of me waiting naked in her bed.... She openly and without pause, conveyed it to me. I would have never thought I'd hear her talk like that, or that I would ever be reading, in person, my dream journal entries to her.
Well... maybe someday... I still hold out hope for this plane of existence.
Caroline in the flesh.
"I love you. I yearn for you. I desire you."
"My new truth! I love you. I never didn't love you."
"It (our road) might be different from here."
"I love your face."
"I feel congruent."
"Your fingerprints are all over who I am today."
"The love is settling, meaning it's taking a permanent hold. I must let it live."
"The man you are now, trumps the man you were. You're simply irresistible."
"Sex would have changed everything for me." Choke. Me too! God!
I bore my soul to her, she to me. It was surreal. Then we made out.
"When you told me that it could have worked between us, I knew then that I loved you and that it never went away. And now I must find a way to let it live. Because it must!"
I kissed her quite. Better one next time. It wasn't a lustful one. It was a kiss of assurance. I'm with you! And I love and yearn for you!
Oh my heart, my gut!
Pain: Are we not all in it? Grief!
"Oh...How brave." While I confess that she'll be in my need in the life after this one.
I heard her coos of letting it in. I remember her and love her over all. I loved hearing those coos.
I don't want to just desire her. I want to be yoked and bound to her forever! Cruel sorrow!
But what a fucking GREAT story!
My soul is weeping. Time to cry in the beauty of what was given to me tonight, and I just want more. I'm thirsty too!
"I, knowing now, would have chosen you!"
"Well, I you!"
The lady she has become....Irresistible!
Oh..... I'm tired of coping.
We never talked much about how to cope with these "new truths" of our NEW love of each other.
Where is Sunni in all of this? This alarms me!
I'd better sleep on this day. (I ended up crying myself to sleep).
Now that the new truth is here, the Dinner Party place seems more impossible. How can I ever stop having eyes for you? Oh.....
It was as if when I touched Sunni, I was touching her. I wanted that. But I felt such sorrow and grief, it paralyzed me from contact. I just went to bed.
But even this morning, I cling to Caroline's residue.
"My societal constraints (her faith) would tell me that this should not continue, or that this is wrong and I should feel guilty for feeling and even spending time with you. But I feel congruent. I believe what I do and I do what I believe. I feel congruent. Accord."
The dream she had of me waiting naked in her bed.... She openly and without pause, conveyed it to me. I would have never thought I'd hear her talk like that, or that I would ever be reading, in person, my dream journal entries to her.
Well... maybe someday... I still hold out hope for this plane of existence.