Drive us to wherever

She tried 
at the very beginning
when things could still go either way,
she tried hard
to lead in their relationship
to do things her way.

He wouldn't let her
do it her way.
Frustrated, angry
disappointed
she fought him long and hard
believing she'd win.

Because she was used to winning.
Then losing interest
because she
couldn't  stand weakness in a man.

And after she'd used every card
up her sleeve
and he was still not giving in,
she just gave up
and gave up on him,

And that's when everything started.

Once she surrendered,
onced she stopped fighting 
to have it her way,
he gave her everything,
everything he could give,
everything she could take..

She leaned back,
letting him take the driver's seat
trusting like a child
enjoying....

Whenever she's scared
she tends to try to climb
 into the drivers seat
again.
Αnd lead...

But then
she remembers 
how she trusts his driving
and relaxes..
blissfully
trustingly..

The roadtrip is always amazing with him
no matter where he decides to take the two of them...

Trusting

This overwhelming sense of trust.

She trusts him completely and in everything.
Since day one.

Trusting that nothing could harm her
so long as he's part of her life.

In him she trusts....

Those soft kisses

The softeness of your lips 
against mine...

Soft kisses
sweeter than sweet
putting our whole heart and tenderness
into those kisses.

Overflowing our cup of joy....

So glad you're here

Whenever she's feeling 
lonely,
insecure,
doubting
hurt
or plain restless,
he always senses it.

And calls or texts her.
''Ι' m here'', he says.
''I'm sooo glad you're here! ''
she says.

And she can feel him 
smiling on the other side....

Loved

Talking to her throughout the night.
Again and again.

All night long. 
From late in the evening till seven in the morning.....

Κeeping her company
when she was all alone,
or when sad and unhappy,
donating to her his rare hours of weekend rest.

Making her feel heard,
cherished,
loved..... 

Talking to her
face to face
she nestled in his arms,
his calm understanding,
his compassionate insights
like a balm in her heart....

The ' I Love You' s

''I love you'', she tells him,
again and again
over the phone,
in his inbox,
whispering it into his ears
or while's he's making love to her.

''I love you'', 
he tells her
again and again
with countless big and small acts of caring
and nurturing
and supporting
and loving.

To each their own..

Rest , my love

''Rest , now'', he said.

Exhausted, she rests ,
her head on his chest,
catching her breath.

''Yes, I can finally rest now'',
 she tells herself.

It is so soul- soothing 
to be taken care of....

Some 'I Do' 's

  

The whole night through

'' I love waking up to find we’ve been cuddling together all night.''


Spending the night

asleep in your arms,

waking up to find

we've been cuddling together

the whole night through.


Bliss

can take on

many forms...

All I know is this

Ιt's raining, 
it's cold
I'm cold,
trying to write a blogpost 
and failing miserably
and all I know is this:

I love this man
coming to me every so often
I love his eyes
and the way he makes me feel
his body
his warmth
his smile 
his arms
the way he makes everything seem so easy
how he can come up with solutions
 to all kinds of life's problems
his beloved weirdness
the way orgasms with him come
so effortlessly ,
like a sweet sigh,
as if she almost can't help it
so relaxed and natural,
like everything is with him...

Ι just love this man....

Thank you, my generous heart

 I love the way you let me live my life 

freely without jealousy.


The way you always trust me.

The way you never pester me

with stupid questions

like so many men do.



Thank you, 

my generous heart....

Love Talk

''Yes, it is so 
and you are the only one
who knows this''
he tells her.


''But I had first seen your face in a dream
 two years ago,
 before you physically showed up in my life'',  
she reminds him,
''because I had first seen you 
with the eyes of my heart.''


''You pure soul, my baby'', he answers.
''This is why and just for this reason
 I 'm always with you''

''Thank you for all your love..'' she answers back

''I want you.....'' 

And so does she...   

Sheer physical comfort

Knowing he is always there for her,
no matter what.
This is sheer physical comfort.

In all her 
troubles,
sorrows, 
suffering,
ordeals,
difficulties
or just plain old everyday stuff,
she can count on him 
being there for her,
always.

All she has to do is root for him
call his name,
call him
and the beloved voice answers:
''Yes...'',  ''I 'm here''..

Offering sympathy,
practical advice
and, when he is physically there,
practical help too...

Her Night in the Shining Armour
Her precious LoveR....

Worth risking

What would it be like living with him?

Really living together
not just spending a couple of days on their own...

All sorts of horrible scenarios
going through her mind.
Him turning cold, 
her turning indifferent.
Him getting bored,
her losing herself...

After all,
neither of them suffers 
from the delusions of love
that the very young are under.
Both of them realists now.
Right?

Realists that are 
stubbornly,
unrealistically,
unapologetically,
against all odds,
 still in love... 

A weird turn on

She loved it 
the first time she heard his key on the door.

Quietly,
he slipped into the room.
She loves that about him,
his calm way of doing things.

It turns her on....

The Fairest Of Them All

-''I bet you've dated many gorgeous, stunning women'', she teases him.

He thinks of a moment, quietly contemplating.

-''You are the most beautiful , the most sensual woman
 I've ever dated'', he tells her matter-of-factly.

''Really? This is not a standard compliment 
to make me feel better?''

''Really-really''.

''Wow...thank you. So flattered you think so''

''Beauty is really beauty of the face. And yours is the cutest I've ever seen, foxy''.

He isn't as generous with compliments as she is. 
But when he does pay her one, 
it's the real good stuff!

it is so healing to be loved

His arms:
 the most beautiful place in the world to be
her heart swelling with sheer joy, 
tears of deep gratitude rolling down her eyes

Dear  God, it is so healing to be loved....

Privileged

Feeling privileged
and grateful
and intoxicated by his sweet smell
as she dives onto his body....

Moments....

-''Got a surprise for you'' she says.

-''What, what?''
-''Can't you smell it? ''
-''No...''

-''A dog in the street did smell it though. It got him crazy. He kept following me around like a love-stricken teenager, nosing me imploringly, walking me home, look of despair on his face when I finally climbed up the stairs. Can't you guess?''

-''Still no.''

-''When I asked you what you' d like me to make for dinner, you jokingly asked for something you knew I wouldn't cook in a thousant years myself, you remember?''

-''........''
-''Yep, here's your calf's head soup''!

-''Ah, I should have guessed! Dogs adore this, it drives them crazy! How...?''

-''I know this local little restaurant that specializes in said dishes with a traditional flavor....''

The smile that lits his face makes it so worthy stopping by there.

-''Have you ever tried any?" he asks her. 

''No, nor would I want to! '', she feigns disgust.
''It sure smells awesome, but just the thought of what's inside
 is enough to put me off.

''Don't worry, no calf's brains in there, '' he reassures her. 
''Here, try some, for my sake''. 

''Mmm, yummy!''

-''You just ate a piece of tongue, '' he teases her.

He's full and happy. With everything.
She can tell.
And that makes her own heart swell with happiness...

Trusting Life

Whenever she misses him dreadfully,
all she has to do
is to remember
how his love found her in the first place,
how her love brought him to her afterwards.

Then she relaxes
and starts trusting life again...

Even if she still misses him....

Enough for a life time

''You have given me so much love,
it's enough to last for a life time...

Enough love 
to sustain me throughout my life
should the need arise...

My soulmate

My prescious, prescious man.

Providing me with everything my heart desires,
satisfying my most basic needs and instincts.

Giving me prescious, tender love.
Deliscious, yummy sex.
Physical touch and intimacy
of body and soul.
Laughter and fun.
Shared moments of relaxation.
A true, trusted friend.
A sympathetic ear, listening to my rantings
for hours upon hours.

Our shared universe of love...

Feeding her Soul

After they've had their fill, 
after they are done loving each other
with lips and hands and wetness and hardness,
she lies in his arms,
nestled in the nook of his arm
and he goes on to warm her heart
just as she had warmed his body before:
kissing her brow and her hair, 
caressing her back and arms
 going on loving her,
feeding her soul...
Every time he does it, 
he never ever forgets
to feed her soul
in the afterglow of lovemaking.....

Because it shows

''Ι don't like the way people in your town keep checking me out'',
he tells her. 
''Taking me in,
 from head to toe,
 giving me that look''.

''Βecause we're lookin' good together, babe'',
she says.
''Because we're in love and it shows....''

That's how it all started

Listening to his voice for the first time,
 like, ages ago:

''There's someone for you on the phone'',
her secretary tells her.

Deep voice.
Rich. 
Mellodious. 
Revealing a relaxed and confident speaker, 
imparting a sense of ease
and warmth
(and a bit of arrogance, truth be told).

''It suits him perfectly'', 
she tells herself.

.

Not in front of the nuns.....

The view was breathtaking.

The mountain to the right.
A gorge with the stream flowing to the right.
And the old historic monastery they just explored
looming in front of them.

Up the cobble-strewn trail the go
along the hillside,
the gorge and the monastery to their left.

She's the country girl
amd he's the city boy
but his step is lighter than hers
and he helps her over the slippery parts.

He even cuts off a shrub
and makes a walking stick for her.

They stop at a clearing 
to catch their breath
and admire the view.
They kiss and hold hands
but when she attempts some heavier petting
he goes ''Better not, it wouldn't do 
to have the nuns in that cloister over there
watching us from afar 
and realising what's going on...''

Her modest, considerate man.

Not wanting to have sinful thoughts
arisen in those poor nuns' minds....