The man told the woman he thought she would feel better if they did the old ‘dip the wick’ trick from their past.
“You are stressed out, worn and nervous. I can help with that. Not sure you realize the importance of what I am offering, but I suppose the virus makes it a bit more challenging and maybe even something that has to wait.
Would be happy to feed you and have a few other ideas for ways to take the edge off, more than once.”
They could call each other Johnny and June or they could use any other name they wanted.
Fact was and is she went looking for his support when things got rough and don’t think he didn’t notice.
He didn’t mind, he liked supporting her and knew she tried to do the same for him.
But he wasn’t going to lie about believing she would feel better if he was buried to the hilt, even for a moment.
That is cuz love lives and many lust, but the depth of the latter came from the former.
In the midst of the pandemic the man told the woman he wouldn’t mind being trapped in a house with her.
“I would still wear you out because you can’t keep up with me, but I am sure you’d try. I’d ask for your mouth occasionally to give you a break. :)”
He looked out the window and remembered truth is stranger than fiction, you just never know what will or won’t happen.
Might write the real story about what is going on or might just let it be. Might speak more honestly and more directly or put that elsewhere.
Or might do other things, because…
Could be smarter and better to do it in person, but given circumstances that might wait for a bit.
Doesn’t make a huge difference waiting now does it, been doing it for a while and can keep doing it.
Still living life in the interim cuz you never know what can happen and can’t plan for all contingencies. So you just go with what you know.
The man wrote the woman a letter saying he felt like they were starting to get closer again and that it made him laugh because in some ways it felt like they always had been.
He said sometimes he wanted to lie in bed with her, ensconced in their secret world and talking about the lyrics to Ring of Fire and Heroes.
That secret world wasn’t because of their circumstances but because of who they were together. He was certain if they lived together that people would recognize them as having one.
Why?
Because they really were two puzzle pieces that fit together and complimented each other. Cliche or not, the yin to the other’s yang.
Given comments people made he thought people already recognized how comfortable they could be around each other.
That made him laugh too because there were moments were he felt like they had actively tried to turn that part off, more for their own sanity than to not give anything away.
The more things changed the more some things stayed the same and the more convinced he was.
He was certain she was more than willing to kiss him and had to actively remind herself not to in public.
Why?
Because it felt natural and comfortable. Because they could melt the glaciers of the past and move right into raging fire.
Could be destiny. Could be chemical. Could be lots of things.
But he was certain she actively worked on keeping arms distance at times because if she didn’t the natural magnetism would pull them closer noticeably and imperceptibly.
It would just happen and then as the sparks would start to fly it would be noticeable and in the right situation all thing were possible.
I, I will be king
And you, you will be queen
Though nothing will drive them away
We can beat them, just for one day
We can be Heroes, just for one dayI, I can remember (I remember)
Standing by the wall (by the wall)
And the guns shot above our heads (over our heads)
And we kissed, as though nothing could fall (nothing could fall)
And the shame was on the other side
Oh we can beat them, for ever and ever
Then we could be Heroes, just for one day
And
Or something like that
The man told the woman he wanted to kiss her, bend her over the couch and take her every way possible.
He said it was a cool feeling to have because at one time he had thought people of their age didn’t have such ideas. But he had come to realize that was ignorance on his part.
“You and I fit like puzzle pieces. I want your mind and your body. I want to feed you like I used to and to feel your legs wrapped around me.
Two pushes and bam, off we go. Feels crazy and foolish to say it and crazy not to.”
He looked out the window and wondered where the moon was. Held out his hand symbolically and half expected to see her fingers intertwined with hers.
“I want to make you explode like I used to. I want to take you back into our secret garden and roam our kingdom together. I want to ease your mind a little bit.
Life is hard, but it doesn’t have to be so tough when you can share the load.”
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