CB is in love. My home gurl~co-worker~lil sis is so in love and I'm ecstatic for her. It's so cute to hear her talk about her boo... everything he says & does is sooo cute, even when they are mad at each other. I hate to unburden my pitiful madness on her but I do it anyway. I'm so glad that she doesn't dig up anything to complain about just so we could be on the same page. NO - the power of love is much too potent that it blocks out my relationship pettiness and overcomes it with new love sweetness...
What I'm also glad about is that I had the opportunity to talk to her boo today and it's clear that the feelings are mutual. I don't know what "the kid" has put on him but in my belief he's just as sprung as she is.
I remember having those same feelings....
My heart would stop or beat faster when I thought about him... my eyes would well up with tears with simple reflections... didn't think I'd let myself fall... I did everything in my power to prevent myself from retreating...
Slowly with every long & easy conversation... every kiss... every love making session when my bodily muscles tensed and secretions flowed....
I found myself captivated... seized... surrendering... and there I drifted in great, astonishing moments of bliss...
Sweetness poured from his lips... his hands always inviting... stroking... comforting...
Anticipating phone calls just to hear his voice... falling asleep on the phone... after midnight love games... pillow talking... play wrestling... cooking together... cooking for each other... watching him enjoy the food I prepared in love... laughing at everything and nothing at all... together...
CB is in her mid 20s and it's easy to attribute her giddiness to youth and inexperience but I'm a witness to love emerging and enduring through seasons, cycles, struggles...
What I like about CB is that she took her time. She didn't meet dude and fall in love with him within the first 2 weeks of knowing him and if she did, she was very good at keeping her emotions inside. Instead their love seemed to simmer slowly.
I truly wish the best for her. Lawd knows we've seen some loves come and go in both of our lives during our friendship and it's my hope that this is the one that seals the deal...
Why?
Because I've never been in a bridal party, not a bride's maid nor a maid of honor... AND because I want some God-children to baby-sit and help rear.
CB deserves it. We all deserve it. Real love.
It offers hope. Especially during this spring time season emerging.
Love is patient.
Love is kind.
Love is kind.
Love does not envy.
Love does not boast.
Love is not proud.
Love is not rude.
Love is not self-seeking.
Love is not rude.
Love is not self-seeking.
Love is not easily angered.
Love keeps no record of wrongs.
Love keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil but it rejoices in truth.
Love always trusts, and believes all things.
Love always hopes.
Love always perseveres.
Love goes on forever.
6 comments:
CB must feel so lucky right now. I know how it is thinking about that special someone and my body would ache at the thought. Tears, not just those silent ones but the ones that you fight to catch your breath for. I tried to fight the yearning that came from being with him, but love is not partial, it can not be controlled. You just go with it and hope its what you are looking for, eternity.
Just reading your post and thinking back to my experiences, had those silent tears flowing.
Wow Divine! Girl I'm grinning. I'm glad that you enjoyed and were moved it. That's the power of l.o.v.e.
New love is wonderful honestly....and why was I cracking up when you said you were getting lost in your own ish...it's my ish too I was nodding my head...trying to make the Hun seem bad cause you and he are soo different and you could make me so much happier...umm ok see there I go lol
I say amen to it all.
Ms. Honey... those "good" male friends will do it to us everytime.
Deep... thanks for stopping by! New love is... with the tinkling of the spine...
Love seems to last when it simmers slowly...but melts when it's burned fast.
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