I've been feeling a bit nostalgic the last couple days, so I went back & re-read some older entries at one of my other journals. When I read this one, it really just seemed to fit my mood tonight, so I thought I'd share it with you guys.
anyway, as i'm driving home from the bar tonight, i had the strangest sensation come over me - everything got crystal clear; sounds, smells, my sight, my awareness... and then a thought came to me, one which, unfortunately, made me pretty sad; i had an image come to mind, of kissing someone - nobody i know, because i didn't see a face, but it was a slow, gentle, lingering, perfect kiss; the kind that seems to suspend time, when you're in that moment, and that moment alone, and you don't notice anything around you. the kind where all you can sense is the softness of their lips, the scent of their perfume, the energy of their body so close to yours, and it's almost as if you can't even feel the floor, or your seat, or what-have-you. a simple, unhurried, immersing sensation in which life stops, and you don't know anything else, so much so that when it's over, you can't even walk straight; you have to pause and refocus, get your bearings again...
*sigh*
12:54 a.m. - 2010-05-02
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