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Life During Candles
Our life during the life of a candle;
I never meant for it
to be as a time keeper.
A subtle way of telling us
it's time to go, once it burns low.
Our heroics, as lovers, over
as I melt inside you.
And as the flame pushes itself down,
discarding the wax aside
into the sudden past.
Becoming another hardened memory,
as we soften our stances
of what we are
after these 'what we just were'.
The candles are always intended
the way I've used them.
Each, just as much a doorway
as it was a key.
To the real me.
No one else ever got as close.
No one else was allowed.
To the illuminations of that room
inside me, besides you.
That lantern view,
where our fears hover behind us.
Envious of true pure light.
Other women only get the glare
that peeks through
the mostly closed bathroom door.
It's barely a butter knife
of incandescence,
that can't spread far
across anything.
While you,
away from the rules of a candle
-Because you promised, too;
Other men only get you
with the streetlight
coming through your
bedroom window.
You have a regular guy now,
younger than me.
Less grey,
more muscle.
That's toned by carrying you
with one arm at a time.
As he opens the door
with the other.
(I can still carry you.
But you'll have to lean down
and turn the knob for us.
I'll kick it open, then.
I can still use
all of my body
to get us inside things.)
While I, at times,
must make do;
Allow someone my bed.
I wanted to tell her
to get off your pillow.
I wish I could've
put the bed away
and fucked her on the floor.
Let her get some burns
on her knees and elbows.
Make her suffer that way,
for not being you.
She asked, about the candles;
Brand new, on the night table.
Don't touch them, I told her,
they weren't for her.
They're for my confessions
to my deity.
(Yes, I know you're no goddess.
Because you're too modest.)
This one doesn't get to have
my whispers to her treasure chest.
There are no priceless gems inside, like yours.
When my mouth blends heats
with your breasts.
When we dig into each other,
body with body.
My tongue slipped, and
I called her by your name.
But I'm only apologising to you.
That's what happens
when I close my eyes
and all is dark.
No matter what they do.
She sees the handful;
The random pieces of a puzzle
on my dresser.
Accuses me of being too lazy
to put them away,
back into the box.
It's not her fault.
She doesn't know, how
whenever you come over,
you lay another piece down.
And say how eventually
we'll get there.
She sees the one,
with a drop of wax
melded atop it.
Oh, she says, you do
burn candles at times.
Yes, but, that's none
of her business.
Meanwhile, over wherever I'm not,
a moment of idle,
when he lets you up to pee.
He sees the box cover
-A five thousand piece puzzle.
With its image of a house
supporting a bricked chimney
without smoke.
It's a cold puzzle, still, for now.
Some pieces given
to another man's dresser.
As a down payment
to a makeshift relationship.
(Until we commit
all of the pieces of us).
He wants to assemble it.
But his inexperienced fingers
would fray the edges,
to where no piece
lays smoothly with another.
Like bodies on a subway
touching, but not because
of purposed movements of their own.
I know you'll tell him no.
You don't have to explain
some subtle things.
It's not his house on the cover
that you're working on.
I can't wait until you come over again.
I've got gold colored candles.
I think we're ready for that.
Even if the light is always the same,
it'll feel a little brighter.
The shadows cast,
will appear a bit sharper.
The edges of the pieces
of our puzzle
will seem less frayed.
~~~
Published 16th Jan 2023
Author's Note
Yeah, it's a lengthy one. Sometimes it takes a lot of space to say what I want to.
Thank you to those who stay with it.
Thank you to those who stay with it.
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16th Jan 2023 00:41am
If your words are an illumination of your soul as you profess from your heart, any woman found to be within your company could feel the warmth of its beautiful slow burn. This is a magnificent piece, my poet; the more I read the more intriguing the scenario seemed conceivable.
Enjoy your evening...and have a spectacular upcoming week.
Enjoy your evening...and have a spectacular upcoming week.
16th Jan 2023 1:16am
Hello SKC, thank you for linking the song for me in the forums! It's an awesome song.
This write of mine is not to or about anyone. It's more how sometimes relationships can be "complicated". Especially in these times that we are in. Not much is easy.
And yes, I am the same guy in life that authors these writes. I couldn't do this from scratch.
Thank you for your awesome encouraging reply, SKC. You're a queen for a reason!
This write of mine is not to or about anyone. It's more how sometimes relationships can be "complicated". Especially in these times that we are in. Not much is easy.
And yes, I am the same guy in life that authors these writes. I couldn't do this from scratch.
Thank you for your awesome encouraging reply, SKC. You're a queen for a reason!
16th Jan 2023 1:23am
It appears any matter you write about... your words are captivating, and for the brief moments it takes to read your musing, it places 'my mind' in a serene state of existence, and that is a beautiful gift as an author to possess within itself...
In the essence of your appreciation, you are humbly welcome.
In the essence of your appreciation, you are humbly welcome.
16th Jan 2023 1:34am
I can't help but stay with your poems to the end, no matter how long.
There's so much intimacy to this, I almost feel like I shouldn't be reading it because it's not for me. And so much beauty & depth that I almost wish it was. I'm not trying to flirt with you by saying that - it's just that there's an intrigue in your imagery that fires up my brain, and my heart wants to understand & solve it. It's captivating.
Thank you for sharing this.
❤️k
There's so much intimacy to this, I almost feel like I shouldn't be reading it because it's not for me. And so much beauty & depth that I almost wish it was. I'm not trying to flirt with you by saying that - it's just that there's an intrigue in your imagery that fires up my brain, and my heart wants to understand & solve it. It's captivating.
Thank you for sharing this.
❤️k
16th Jan 2023 2:01am
Telling each other how we feel about something that moves us is not flirting.
(I'm actually kinda dumb that way. I wouldn't know flirting even if it bit my lip!)
I've mentioned before how I don't share my online existence with my "real world" much. Partly because by sharing my writes in person, it would expose my vulnerabilities or something. Along the lines of "Oh shit, they've seen me!".
As writers who share our material amongst one another, we are all "in this together". It's personable at times, and we risk our bravery, etc, when we share.
We all have our own styles, skills, talents, etc. And when someone speaks up and says "I see you, and you're okay", then that is validation for when we go back to outside life. And be a bit more courageous.
I thank you dearly, K. For your heartfelt comment. It matters.
(I'm actually kinda dumb that way. I wouldn't know flirting even if it bit my lip!)
I've mentioned before how I don't share my online existence with my "real world" much. Partly because by sharing my writes in person, it would expose my vulnerabilities or something. Along the lines of "Oh shit, they've seen me!".
As writers who share our material amongst one another, we are all "in this together". It's personable at times, and we risk our bravery, etc, when we share.
We all have our own styles, skills, talents, etc. And when someone speaks up and says "I see you, and you're okay", then that is validation for when we go back to outside life. And be a bit more courageous.
I thank you dearly, K. For your heartfelt comment. It matters.
16th Jan 2023 3:18pm
Yeah, I kinda knew you'd get it... but the internet is a weird place at times.
I agree wholeheartedly about the difference between our online existence and the "real world." I'm grateful that you're part of this place where I can live from the inside out, instead of the other way around.
❤️k
I agree wholeheartedly about the difference between our online existence and the "real world." I'm grateful that you're part of this place where I can live from the inside out, instead of the other way around.
❤️k
19th Jan 2023 2:00am
Nice follow-up !
And, I stand corrected. If someone was to bite my lip, I'd know that was (beyond) flirting. I'm dense at times. But I'm not dead. Lol.
And, I stand corrected. If someone was to bite my lip, I'd know that was (beyond) flirting. I'm dense at times. But I'm not dead. Lol.
16th Jan 2023 2:37am
I agree that the voice of this writing holds a well paced intimacy. If I were to suggest anything, some scene description can bring the whole to life before the minds eye and lend a subtle emotional presence in the way you describe it. I think it's great work.
16th Jan 2023 3:38am
Thank you Daniel, and for the suggestion. It's a good one, actually.
I was going for a personal, one on one, write with this. But adding some detail to make it interesting to a reader. I'm not one for lush much. Maybe even, I write too matter of factly, and let metaphors do the work for me. I also put a lot of faith in the reader to fill in any blanks for themselves, as they may see it. We do that all the time actually, when we read another's work.
I have some lengthy, more expansive short stories. But some I don't add in here, because they are quite a weight to read. And, many times I delete or hide my short stories that I've posted, because I try to limit my page. And, it is mostly known as a poetry site... so i don't want to pile on my wordy burdens too much.
Thank you for your insightful reply. It's appreciated greatly.
I was going for a personal, one on one, write with this. But adding some detail to make it interesting to a reader. I'm not one for lush much. Maybe even, I write too matter of factly, and let metaphors do the work for me. I also put a lot of faith in the reader to fill in any blanks for themselves, as they may see it. We do that all the time actually, when we read another's work.
I have some lengthy, more expansive short stories. But some I don't add in here, because they are quite a weight to read. And, many times I delete or hide my short stories that I've posted, because I try to limit my page. And, it is mostly known as a poetry site... so i don't want to pile on my wordy burdens too much.
Thank you for your insightful reply. It's appreciated greatly.
16th Jan 2023 3:41am
I hear you and it sounds to me like you've a lot of experience as a writer. I've been writing a long time but not published a lot outside of social media. It's good to talk with you brother. If you've posted any of your short stories I'd be interested to check them out.
16th Jan 2023 3:59am
Well thank you for the interest. Perhaps I will put some back in.
I have been writing a long time, off and on. Depending on life's schedule. I used to be in a few literary mags under an old name. But I stopped years ago.
DUP is a good place to be. It's not restrictive. And you can block the ones that you see fit to. Most sites are a free for all.
If nothing else, the vibes we get from other writers in here is encouraging, to motivate us to take a few steps further into our writing journeys. That's the best part. The camaraderie. We all can flourish in such a welcoming environment.
Thanks again, Daniel.
I have been writing a long time, off and on. Depending on life's schedule. I used to be in a few literary mags under an old name. But I stopped years ago.
DUP is a good place to be. It's not restrictive. And you can block the ones that you see fit to. Most sites are a free for all.
If nothing else, the vibes we get from other writers in here is encouraging, to motivate us to take a few steps further into our writing journeys. That's the best part. The camaraderie. We all can flourish in such a welcoming environment.
Thanks again, Daniel.
Anonymous
- Edited 16th Jan 2023 3:56am
16th Jan 2023 2:39am
Such a slow burn. (This poem too 💞)
16th Jan 2023 3:43am
You're right. I didn't recognize it right away, but this has a bit of a seething to it. Not anger, but angst. Trying to be mature with the impatience maybe.
Thank you, Lady.
Thank you, Lady.
Anonymous
16th Jan 2023 3:46am
SO much angst. So much that it's beautiful. 😘
16th Jan 2023 10:32am
19th Jan 2023 00:32am
16th Jan 2023 9:29pm
Hello Styx...
You had me at "Life During Candles"...
Dope title...
I was just thinking of this location out in the dunes...
A... Brick structure... Down a long path through the dunes and woods...
I just saw a scene in my mind...
With sex magic drugs and candles... :)))
This piece does not disappoint...
Powerful...
The unflinching look into human nature...
And...
The human condition...
You are a courageous and good brother...
You had me at "Life During Candles"...
Dope title...
I was just thinking of this location out in the dunes...
A... Brick structure... Down a long path through the dunes and woods...
I just saw a scene in my mind...
With sex magic drugs and candles... :)))
This piece does not disappoint...
Powerful...
The unflinching look into human nature...
And...
The human condition...
You are a courageous and good brother...
19th Jan 2023 00:38am
Thanks Cipher. The first line popped into my head and hung out awhile. So, I just took it and built around it. I have no idea where all this came from. It just used me as a medium. Lol.
But, I actually like it more than many of my other pieces. It's kinda cool to me. Whoever the ghost inside me is, he's doing me some good favors!
But, I actually like it more than many of my other pieces. It's kinda cool to me. Whoever the ghost inside me is, he's doing me some good favors!
17th Jan 2023 1:12am
I too felt I was intruding at some point, but not enough to stop myself from continuing to read. lol
I like the metaphors you used, unfinished puzzles or relighting candles, means the story continues
I like the metaphors you used, unfinished puzzles or relighting candles, means the story continues
19th Jan 2023 00:52am
If it's posted, it's up for being read ! Lol.
And yes, you picked up on the continuation aspect, NG. Like they're biding their time until they get it all together. Eventually?
I'm super reliant on metaphors and symbolism when I write. I do have a pretty basic style of writing, so the flair is in the shiny objects. Lol.
I appreciate you continuing the read! I myself think the last two stanzas are the best part.
And yes, you picked up on the continuation aspect, NG. Like they're biding their time until they get it all together. Eventually?
I'm super reliant on metaphors and symbolism when I write. I do have a pretty basic style of writing, so the flair is in the shiny objects. Lol.
I appreciate you continuing the read! I myself think the last two stanzas are the best part.
17th Jan 2023 3:45am
Well damn - this is intense.
Your mind is amazing!!
How you go places and take your
reader right along with such passion for life - love - angst - all of it.
Fantastic write buddy.
Your mind is amazing!!
How you go places and take your
reader right along with such passion for life - love - angst - all of it.
Fantastic write buddy.
19th Jan 2023 1:01am
Thanks pal !!
Sometimes I get these stories going in my head, and then obviously try to get them in writing. I read something, or someone says something, and next thing I know I am creating a whole scenario in my balloon head.
If it's relatable to someone, that's cool. None of us want to be truly alone in our heads. Do we? Or the chest.
Good to see ya.
(Nice blouse!)
Sometimes I get these stories going in my head, and then obviously try to get them in writing. I read something, or someone says something, and next thing I know I am creating a whole scenario in my balloon head.
If it's relatable to someone, that's cool. None of us want to be truly alone in our heads. Do we? Or the chest.
Good to see ya.
(Nice blouse!)
Anonymous
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19th Jan 2023 1:12am
Well damn! Why didn't you write all this before, so I could "borrow" it in my write! Awesome analogy about candles. You're so right.
That's why I chose a picture showing two candles merging. A shared light, yet separated a bit. That was initially the only theme. Then the whole puzzle stuff just showed up unannounced, literally! I went with it. It turned out pretty cool.
Thank you for your depth in your reply. It's valuable stuff.
That's why I chose a picture showing two candles merging. A shared light, yet separated a bit. That was initially the only theme. Then the whole puzzle stuff just showed up unannounced, literally! I went with it. It turned out pretty cool.
Thank you for your depth in your reply. It's valuable stuff.
I've been trying to get to this write for a few days now.
I knew it was a long one and wanted to have no distractions.
So here before the dawn I found you again in a reading list of another poet here.
I guess that's my compliment Styx. That there is no skimming with your writes. I consume you like a piece of delicious bread dipped in the last of a great meal wishing there were more.
So much here tugs at my heartstrings. Wanting someone and making do with borrowed hearts. I could get into serious trouble with that line of offense so I'll leave that part alone.
I laughed as a writer however about bodies touching on a subway train. I remember being a much younger and frivolous man sitting cheek to cheek, leg to leg next to beautiful strangers on a train in mid July, the AC not so good and my mind in a lust parade over the nubile young woman next to me. To have that much squeezed in lust, ass cheek to ass cheek no money could buy. I just have to say to myself goddamnit, that was fine.
I can't say enough about the aura you bring to your writing.
Forever a fan and from the very beginning of your DUP experience.
I've come to appreciate this site more and more lately. A lot of people have fallen away but the courageous stay. I learn about telling stories from you and about shedding fear to say what I shouldn't sometimes but do anyway. This is a long comment for me but important to pen
I thank you for being here and sharing your poems and stories.
The quiet elegance of the heart is phenomenal...
As always
BIG LIKE
RL AWARD
I knew it was a long one and wanted to have no distractions.
So here before the dawn I found you again in a reading list of another poet here.
I guess that's my compliment Styx. That there is no skimming with your writes. I consume you like a piece of delicious bread dipped in the last of a great meal wishing there were more.
So much here tugs at my heartstrings. Wanting someone and making do with borrowed hearts. I could get into serious trouble with that line of offense so I'll leave that part alone.
I laughed as a writer however about bodies touching on a subway train. I remember being a much younger and frivolous man sitting cheek to cheek, leg to leg next to beautiful strangers on a train in mid July, the AC not so good and my mind in a lust parade over the nubile young woman next to me. To have that much squeezed in lust, ass cheek to ass cheek no money could buy. I just have to say to myself goddamnit, that was fine.
I can't say enough about the aura you bring to your writing.
Forever a fan and from the very beginning of your DUP experience.
I've come to appreciate this site more and more lately. A lot of people have fallen away but the courageous stay. I learn about telling stories from you and about shedding fear to say what I shouldn't sometimes but do anyway. This is a long comment for me but important to pen
I thank you for being here and sharing your poems and stories.
The quiet elegance of the heart is phenomenal...
As always
BIG LIKE
RL AWARD
19th Jan 2023 1:23am
Dude, wow.
Everything you've written helps me validate why I'm here. I want others to be encouraged. I want fed! Sometimes I pick up a vibe from another writer, and maybe someone may do that from something I wrote. Even if just a line. I'm all about community.
I'm leaning on writing quite a bit more since joining here. Because I changed up a few habits that were detrimental to a positive future. And when someone says something along the lines of what you did , it gives me reassurance that I'm doing okay.
Thank you very much, Poetspeak. That's a hell of a wonderful comment.
And I appreciate all that you took the time to write.
I'm saluting you....
Everything you've written helps me validate why I'm here. I want others to be encouraged. I want fed! Sometimes I pick up a vibe from another writer, and maybe someone may do that from something I wrote. Even if just a line. I'm all about community.
I'm leaning on writing quite a bit more since joining here. Because I changed up a few habits that were detrimental to a positive future. And when someone says something along the lines of what you did , it gives me reassurance that I'm doing okay.
Thank you very much, Poetspeak. That's a hell of a wonderful comment.
And I appreciate all that you took the time to write.
I'm saluting you....
19th Jan 2023 1:49am
Styx
That might be my longest comment ever.
I'm all about the writing first. Always will be.
I have a lot of relationships here but if the writing sucked, I'd be gone.
It doesn't suck however. Mostly it rides under the radar.
I love that.
Keep it rocking Mister. I appreciate you !
That might be my longest comment ever.
I'm all about the writing first. Always will be.
I have a lot of relationships here but if the writing sucked, I'd be gone.
It doesn't suck however. Mostly it rides under the radar.
I love that.
Keep it rocking Mister. I appreciate you !
24th Jan 2023 5:24am
Dear S,
Poignant accounting of this relationship. I really liked the analogy of the candles. For me, when candles burn they change and melt and shape shift which kind of reminded me that’s how relationships work. Constantly morphing by taking fragments of needs and placing them into the hands and hearts of others. Eh! Maybe I’m being too sentimental and completely off topic.
Truthfully, it’s wildly refreshing to read something so heartfelt and openly emotive. That’s where the courage plays out, it’s the telling of the story that will make sense and draw in the reader and you have both in spades! Stunning piece. H🌷
Poignant accounting of this relationship. I really liked the analogy of the candles. For me, when candles burn they change and melt and shape shift which kind of reminded me that’s how relationships work. Constantly morphing by taking fragments of needs and placing them into the hands and hearts of others. Eh! Maybe I’m being too sentimental and completely off topic.
Truthfully, it’s wildly refreshing to read something so heartfelt and openly emotive. That’s where the courage plays out, it’s the telling of the story that will make sense and draw in the reader and you have both in spades! Stunning piece. H🌷
25th Jan 2023 1:53am
Thank you Honoria.
This write came together pretty well, I think. I'm proud of it anyway. If that makes sense. The visuals for it just kept falling into place. I was going for the frustration and angst of some relationships that don't fall under conventional. Hopefully I did it justice.
Your comment is cool. -About how candles make their own castles so to speak.
I also appreciate you mentioning drawing a reader in. Isn't that the goal, when we post to public domains? It is mine for sure. So thank you for noting that.
This write came together pretty well, I think. I'm proud of it anyway. If that makes sense. The visuals for it just kept falling into place. I was going for the frustration and angst of some relationships that don't fall under conventional. Hopefully I did it justice.
Your comment is cool. -About how candles make their own castles so to speak.
I also appreciate you mentioning drawing a reader in. Isn't that the goal, when we post to public domains? It is mine for sure. So thank you for noting that.
25th Jan 2023 2:53pm
So much has already been said that I agree with wholeheartedly.
You really take the reader on this intense emotional ride along
your lines that just holds me there within your strong grasp.
Your mind is beautiful and your writing reflects that so well.
I love the analogy of candles, that flame that when combined
becomes so much more intense. So many heroics as lovers while
the flame dances, and you melt inside. Burning, spreading,
filling... Pushing, pulling, so many hardened memories are made
while inside, those moments. That strong desire to be what
we just were. But alas, the time keeper says it's time to go.
The candles have a feeling of magic the way you are using them.
To create a doorway and a key. Opening your heart and soul.
Allowing someone to get so close that perhaps it's no longer scary.
All of the darkness is cast to the shadows. Just a reflection
in the illumination of the room in which you keep the real you.
Such a beautiful glare that calls out from behind the bathroom door.
That's why so many want to get in and see the full incandescence.
Your words definitely spread far across me. And I really like that.
Interested to know all of these rules that accompany the candle.
And the promises, I am very careful what I promise... ;)
'Other men only get you with the streetlight coming through your
bedroom window' Ah yes, that emotional unavailability.
So many reservations around something as simple as I love you.
Sharing the passion is much simpler and perhaps hurts less.
I love being carried by one arm. That feeling of being small.
Haha, you will have to lean down and turn the knob. Like being useful.
"I can still use all of my body to get us inside things."
So sexy, makes me think about getting the body into other things.
Your expression of longing for her is so beautiful and powerful.
It's like a loneliness that just never goes away. Missing her.
"I wanted to tall her to get off your pillow
I wish I could've put the bed away and fucked her on the floor.
Let her get some burns on her knees and elbows.
Make her suffer that way, for not being you."
Just wow, I love everything about this.
The imagery of both rough sex and longing, the suffering...
This listless melancholy with a pang of anguish and nostalgia.
Your expression of adoration and love for her is incredible.
Each relationship is a puzzle and can be so complicated.
It takes two to assemble the pieces in the right way.
"Like bodies on a subway touching" I love the eroticism throughout.
Alas, I have to go do other things now but... this is magnificent.
Echo Poetspeak and all of the others on this.
Definitely no skimming...
You really take the reader on this intense emotional ride along
your lines that just holds me there within your strong grasp.
Your mind is beautiful and your writing reflects that so well.
I love the analogy of candles, that flame that when combined
becomes so much more intense. So many heroics as lovers while
the flame dances, and you melt inside. Burning, spreading,
filling... Pushing, pulling, so many hardened memories are made
while inside, those moments. That strong desire to be what
we just were. But alas, the time keeper says it's time to go.
The candles have a feeling of magic the way you are using them.
To create a doorway and a key. Opening your heart and soul.
Allowing someone to get so close that perhaps it's no longer scary.
All of the darkness is cast to the shadows. Just a reflection
in the illumination of the room in which you keep the real you.
Such a beautiful glare that calls out from behind the bathroom door.
That's why so many want to get in and see the full incandescence.
Your words definitely spread far across me. And I really like that.
Interested to know all of these rules that accompany the candle.
And the promises, I am very careful what I promise... ;)
'Other men only get you with the streetlight coming through your
bedroom window' Ah yes, that emotional unavailability.
So many reservations around something as simple as I love you.
Sharing the passion is much simpler and perhaps hurts less.
I love being carried by one arm. That feeling of being small.
Haha, you will have to lean down and turn the knob. Like being useful.
"I can still use all of my body to get us inside things."
So sexy, makes me think about getting the body into other things.
Your expression of longing for her is so beautiful and powerful.
It's like a loneliness that just never goes away. Missing her.
"I wanted to tall her to get off your pillow
I wish I could've put the bed away and fucked her on the floor.
Let her get some burns on her knees and elbows.
Make her suffer that way, for not being you."
Just wow, I love everything about this.
The imagery of both rough sex and longing, the suffering...
This listless melancholy with a pang of anguish and nostalgia.
Your expression of adoration and love for her is incredible.
Each relationship is a puzzle and can be so complicated.
It takes two to assemble the pieces in the right way.
"Like bodies on a subway touching" I love the eroticism throughout.
Alas, I have to go do other things now but... this is magnificent.
Echo Poetspeak and all of the others on this.
Definitely no skimming...
27th Jan 2023 2:53am
Hiya Scooby.
And wow, thank you for the thorough synopsis of how this write set with you.
One thing I've learned is that every relationship is unique. And there isn't a handbook that comes with each one, to tell us how to go about it. All that matters is how you feel about it. Is it worth the emotions and thoughts put into it.
People deserve happiness. If they must deal with conditions to have it, and they're willing to accept it, then why not.
An old friend of mine is a physical therapist. One of her clients was a couple. Both were fully paralyzed from the neck down. They were legally married.
Her job was to go to their house, disrobe them (they wanted that) and lay them down face to face for an hour or so. They obviously could only talk. She would place their arms on the other, and then leave the room for awhile, so they had some privacy. To talk.
How is that not an incredibly beautiful thing.
How many able bodied people don't have that intimacy with someone. They did.
And wow, thank you for the thorough synopsis of how this write set with you.
One thing I've learned is that every relationship is unique. And there isn't a handbook that comes with each one, to tell us how to go about it. All that matters is how you feel about it. Is it worth the emotions and thoughts put into it.
People deserve happiness. If they must deal with conditions to have it, and they're willing to accept it, then why not.
An old friend of mine is a physical therapist. One of her clients was a couple. Both were fully paralyzed from the neck down. They were legally married.
Her job was to go to their house, disrobe them (they wanted that) and lay them down face to face for an hour or so. They obviously could only talk. She would place their arms on the other, and then leave the room for awhile, so they had some privacy. To talk.
How is that not an incredibly beautiful thing.
How many able bodied people don't have that intimacy with someone. They did.
