Intimacy

How sacred are the quiet moments between lovers. The tension before making love and the perplexing state of mind thereafter. It's amazing how intricate and special the most insignificant seconds can be. The glow in the car between the two. The touch of the knee or the head on the shoulder. The holding of hands. The battle over the radio. The joy in the ride and having someone in your passenger seat or driving you around. It's so selfish, the single life is. When emotions run rapid and the energy is pulsing in the air. You can feel it brush over your skin ever so slightly. You can hear it in the shared pattern of breath before, during and after. When your heartbeats mimic the same song. The joy you feel just being in the presence, and you keep it to yourself. The truth about how you really feel is your own blush-worthy secret. You smile inside, you are warmed by the touch. You are moved by the aura. You feel a rising, swelling in the chest and it's glee. Butterflies flutter and happy memories flicker like lighting bugs. It's like seeing a humming bird feasting from a flower at dawn. Dew drops and all. When they tickle you, purposely interrupting a good yawn. It's a hickey during your morning dream. Awakening to a passion session. It's the silence while washing each other in the shower...It's when it's sexy to just look and not talk nasty. It's when you no longer have to have the lights off to be sexy or talk nasty. It's that boost in confidence when together and it even radiates when y'all apart. It's feeling their energy from miles apart. Hearing their needs, even before they speak, even during sleep. Awakening suddenly to cater and please, provide whatever is needed, just because they heard you sigh and it almost sounded like a cry. Just because they thought they heard a whimper while you were rolling over. It's unspoken and it's shouted from the mountain tops. It's when they know they are introducing you to something new. It's the good kind of selfish that is done just for smiles, just for laughs, just because. It's the nervousness when it's new and the comfort of the familiar. It's the cockiness provoked by trying to empress. It's when the walls have been knocked down and full access granted. When the "cool" is removed and it's cooler to be the real you. It's the exciting, refreshing spontaneity of the unpredictable nature of the person you know so well. It like the stars, infinite ways.