Stage One Follies

 

I am still in that first blissful stage of ‘getting to know all about you’ …

When the exploration is endless and the talking is the beginnings of a manual on ‘how to love me’ with footnotes and appendices included.

My girlfriend could be telling me her dog died and I am sitting there with a grin on my face that no one is be privy to it’s import and yes it begins to even offend me.  Wash your face and read current political news all I want, it will not go away.

Given this instantaneous technology one could easily mistake the quick texts, small emails and handful of selfies as cute or a testament to his affection but I have to admit it makes me uneasy because I don’t buy into it.

No, I get emails that are planned out days in advance, that require a road trip to capture an image of a particular place, sometimes 3 or 4 pages long and for the past 12 weeks not a one has gone by without, even after spending hours together.

Honestly I have always found a talkative lover soothing, it means I don’t have to talk as much and I can spend the time watching them and listening to them make love to me with every word.

5 comments on “Stage One Follies

  1. Tippy Gnu says:

    I like how you capture the way it is in the first stages of romance. I hope your next stages will be just as satisfying, in their own way.

  2. kdaddy23 says:

    I remember the good old days when such things required hours of face-to-face contact, perhaps hours of telephone (not smartphone) usage, and any letter were hand-written on paper; not only did one have to master a few communication skills but one also had to master the art of listening…

    • Pyx says:

      Umm yes I remember those days with great fondness. You’re what 33 and could not possibly old enough to remember them …
      Between you and me (because its just here right? ) he actually did write me several letters via good ole American Postal Service.

      Listening by far the sexiest quality right?

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