Facebook Status - December 16th, 2014

What is the sublime in love, that sublime everyone dreams of? I will tell you what I think… or what it means to me.
I think that sublime is born when you find the one whom, when you see her, you are not sure whether you want to kiss her, hold her, hug her, talk to her or just look at her. When no physical attraction to her is yet defined, because you see how fragile and pure she is, and you feel like you wouldn’t want to hurt her, to desecrate anything of that beauty of hers that you see as perfect. Somewhere inside you feel the physical attraction smoldering, and when that is going to be unleashed, it will become your pleasure, your ecstasy and even your permanent obsession. That’s when you admire her face, her eyes, her mouth, her smile, her energy and femininity, equally shared between the woman and the inner child in her. That’s when you don’t want anything or anyone beside her. You only want to be there with her, and to stop the time. That’s when you can’t resist following her when she draws herself at more than one meter away from you. It’s when you start wondering how you existed without her and what was your purpose until then. It’s when it’s hard to imagine life without her. When after you made love, it becomes obvious that you have tasted the ultimate drug. When, while you make love, you want to merge completely, body and soul, becoming one. It’s when physically there is no barrier between you any more, when you adore absolutely everything about her and she adores all of you, even your flaws. When you see her as being perfect, and she sees you the most beautiful man in the world. When she adores your natural fragrance, when she smells your shirt or t-shirt when you are not around, just to feel you close. And when her natural scent, which you perceive, becomes the most powerful aphrodisiac you have ever known.
It’s when you sit next to her and days, weeks and even months fly, without even realizing it. And you wish that to all eternity. When you do not get bored in the meantime, not even for a moment. It’s when you talk to her, then make love, then eat, then make love, then talk, then make love, then you fall asleep after you make love, then you wake up, you laugh and then you make love again. It’s when you dream that at least one baby would be the result of this perfect love, and your greatest excitement is just the idea that it could happen at any time! When she is waiting for you at home in the foamy bathtub and, in the guise of a kiss, you end up fully dressed next to her. When the music she listens to never ceases to show you how much she loves you. When your sensibility is at the same level, enormously enhanced by your love.
It’s when you travel with her and explore together the world, sharing its beauties, but your only pleasure remains being together, the two of you, no matter where you are at all. It’s when all meaningless fights “die for good” in bed…
It’s when you wake up in the morning next to her and you feel a tremendous joy, without having an exact reason. It’s when you feel that next to her you can evolve spiritually and that the biggest step towards that is your love itself!
For most people, everything I just wrote is impossible; it is just a stupid dream. But I totally contradict them. Because I am one of the lucky persons who lived it. And I know it is possible. I know I expect too much from life, but all I ever want is to be lucky enough to feel again this sublime emotion with a woman, at least at the same level of intensity. Good night!