Love is the answer.
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A woman's exploration of life,love, sin and soul.
“While I can’t have you, I long for you. I am the kind of person who would miss a train or a plane to meet you for coffee. I’d take a taxi across town to see you for ten minutes. I’d wait outside all night if I thought you would open the door in the morning. If you call me and say ‘Will you…’ my answer is ‘Yes’, before your sentence is out. I spin worlds where we could be together. I dream you. For me, imagination and desire are very close.”— Jeanette Winterson
Can anyone picture God telling,taking or enjoying a good joke?The idea is laughable.The Devil, on the other hand, laughs with demonic mirth, is possessed with sardonic wit, and his eyes hold a glint of wicked bemusement.The farthest God in his popular image, ever strays from sobriety is a beneficent smile.Satan sniggers with fiendish scorn at God, who sits in his ivory tower with nary a chuckle.
Passion, it lies in all of us, sleeping…waiting…and though unwanted and unbidden…it will stir…open its jaws and howl.It speaks to us… guides us…rules us all and we obey.What choice do we have?Passion is the source of our finest moments.The joy of love…the clarity of hatred…and the ecstasy of grief.It hurts sometimes more than we can bear.If we could live without passion, may be we would know some kind of peace…but we would be hollow…Empty rooms shuttered and dank.Without passion, we would truly be dead.
'Passion' is a word that involves so many feelings.I feel it when we touch;I feel it when we kiss;I feel it when I look at you.For you are my passion; my one true love.
Every heart sings a song,incomplete, until another heart whispers back.Those who wish to sing always find a song.At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet.
Your kisses sparkle on my skin like stars across a sensual sky… emitting little whorls of carnal heat…making me feel love’s afterglow like I have never felt before.