Making love, he'd always say, it was more than just a pleasurable act between two people. It encompassed all that a couple was supposed to share~ trust and commitment, hopes and dreams, a promise to make it through whatever the future might bring forth. So I thoroughly taught him that one simply cannot take pleasure without giving pleasure! that every gesture, every caress, every touch, every glance, every last bit of the body has its secret~ which brings happiness to the person who knows how to wake it. I taught him that after a celebration of love.. the lovers should not part without admiring each other, without being conquered or having conquered, so that neither is bleak or has the bad feeling of being used or misused. When you have sex just for physical pleasure, you are ashamed and guilty at one point or another. but when you make love to someone who means everything to you, you are always proud of it. you never regret that time and the moments spent with that one person. You will always rejoice it and remember it with equal passion and joy. Once you are defiled.. you can't get back your purity by any means! instead, you will only look for ways to be defiled over and over again. I didn't plan it, but he's the best god damn thing that's ever happened to me. The ancestors sent him to me, he is a gift from the heavens! I honestly Thank the ancestors that my ex threw me away so america could pick me up and love me like he does. We may have our arguments and we may shed some tears, but in the end.. He is mine and I wouldn't change that for the world.
