Move slowly.

Don’t speak.

Close your lips unless to kiss his;

don’t ask him where this is going

or want beyond this night.

Be present.

Unfurl your fingers and

clasp his head in your hands

and lean in.

Lean in, deep into now.

Right here.

Let his hands slip to your back

and be caressed by the magnetic pull

connecting you to him.

Do not taint this intimacy

with hazy ideas of what a moment might amount to—

where is the value in that?

You dilute his desire for you

in questions of what is next.

Ask instead: what do you have to give?

Everything.

Every detail of every feeling

that has you perched on your toes

weightless to this moment—

because the next is not yours to know.

What plan?

Your heart’s pace doesn’t quicken for the future

but for now;

Love does not follow a time line.

And passion dances erratically,

without a pattern to step to.

Step into it.

Let the immediate entanglement with love

captivate you.

Let it have you.

Allow your need to know to

collide with your doubts and disintegrate

—dustlike—

so that your immediate truths might

light like kindling

and enrobe you in the heat of the moment

as they say.

They who know that Love is not an

exchange, that expecting more than now

thins the path of possibility.

Walk that path with ease,

let him take your hand and wander,

slowly,

present,

with your heart as your guide

and your mind fascinated

at the unfolding of your Love story.

Relephant read: 

Not all Relationships are Meant for Love: Finding Simplicity in Connection. 

Author: Tiffany Anderson

Editor: Nicole Cameron

Image: Lemuel Cantos/Flickr

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