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Tuesday, March 08, 2005
LOVE… The most cherished word! But how could she knew what love was? How could she know what it was that she felt, when it was the very first time she felt that?
The night grew deeper, and the air blew colder. They were still together, entwined with each other’s arms, their lips searching, trying to catch their breaths. Soon, they were one. Their bodies stuck so close not a molecule could seep through.
It was real love. Pure, unblemished affection, intense emotion felt so strongly as if nothing could break them apart. It was so momentous, so unique, a bizarre fraction of time dealt with by two mortals, nourished with that zany but true encounter.
They cared less of what went on with the world around them. She tried to look around but still was blinded. He did not mind at anything except that he was holding her. Nothing mattered much but their desire to be alone.
But they were not alone. They had the stars above, the full moon, the whole universe! They had the misty cold air around, the faint sound in the distance, the damp grass underneath their flesh. These elements were there but they simply did not care. Not a bit bothered.
All they felt was love, endearment, the excitement, in captivity. Time allowed each act. Every second meant forever. This moment must not end… it should last. For it is ‘the moment’ they knew LOVE. It was the moment they started living. They were not mere existing… they were living.
It was then when they both realized they were meant for each other. Both were aware of being here in this world. Of caring for one another, of sharing each other’s joys and sorrows, of thinking and being thought of. Their love flourished and was nurtured with much joy and fulfillment.
It was her first, but surely not his. Afterall what merits a woman most if not her virginity.
The night grew deeper, and the air blew colder. They were still together, entwined with each other’s arms, their lips searching, trying to catch their breaths. Soon, they were one. Their bodies stuck so close not a molecule could seep through.
It was real love. Pure, unblemished affection, intense emotion felt so strongly as if nothing could break them apart. It was so momentous, so unique, a bizarre fraction of time dealt with by two mortals, nourished with that zany but true encounter.
They cared less of what went on with the world around them. She tried to look around but still was blinded. He did not mind at anything except that he was holding her. Nothing mattered much but their desire to be alone.
But they were not alone. They had the stars above, the full moon, the whole universe! They had the misty cold air around, the faint sound in the distance, the damp grass underneath their flesh. These elements were there but they simply did not care. Not a bit bothered.
All they felt was love, endearment, the excitement, in captivity. Time allowed each act. Every second meant forever. This moment must not end… it should last. For it is ‘the moment’ they knew LOVE. It was the moment they started living. They were not mere existing… they were living.
It was then when they both realized they were meant for each other. Both were aware of being here in this world. Of caring for one another, of sharing each other’s joys and sorrows, of thinking and being thought of. Their love flourished and was nurtured with much joy and fulfillment.
It was her first, but surely not his. Afterall what merits a woman most if not her virginity.
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