Sometimes, you have a connection with somebody for just a moment. I'm specifically referring to opposite sexes. It's that awry smile, or maybe a prolonged look right into each other's eyes. Sometimes you both just say the god-damn right thing in the right way. It's as if they unfold before me. Becoming closer and tilted as the world behind speeds away. Then of course, your mind brings it back and says: no way, not right. And then you both go on your merry way with an indescribable feeling pinned to your chest. And all the while you think about how nice that felt and how someone can hold a mirror to you and not be afraid to look.
Can love really be tangible? Can it reach unto self-made barricades? Can we make an impact with pure intention and love? Is love pure, or is purity a love deep. Are they interdependent concepts or truths?
I'm going to bed.
March 14, 2007