The Dance We Do

an atmosphere heavy with delight
long, slow dances
passionate embraces
kisses lasting for days
never-ending charm
a connection worth fighting for

alters over time
and circumstance

too many distractions
too many annoyances
too many broken promises

further cracks
until there’s nothing left

to fight about
when the memories of love
weren’t ever permanent
and present sorrow bound up
in yesteryears love
goes in the direction
of letting it all go

These words were inspired by a posting a while back by John Coyote . Thanks!

Needing Help With Some Research

#FindingOneInAWorldFullOfMany

Hello Word Press Community!

I was hoping to enlist you for research in the area of love and romance. Are you single? If yes, please consider participating. For those with a gazillion followers, even just reblogging this post would be amazing whether you choose to participate or not. It would be appreciated!

The goal is to get as many responses as I can get. Thousands, if at all possible! I would be so grateful if you could make that happen!

This is first and foremost for research for a piece I would like to ultimately write but the bonus to this social experiment is that it might enable me to possibly help you. I’m not making any guarantees that I can, but I’d like to try! The data gained from this research will be valuable for what I’d like to write about. There is no cost, no membership, no purchase what-so-ever. I’ve created a questionnaire that can hopefully work to bring you to someone who holds the same values you may have. Having said that, you can certainly opt-out of this part of it if you only want to participate for the research piece of it.

So, if you are actively searching and hope to be #FindingOneInAWorldFullOfMany, please click below to be taken to a simple survey. All I ask is that you answer the survey honestly and supply an email address so possible matches can be emailed to you. Before emailing anything to anyone, I will ask permission from all parties. Your email addresses are private, and I will not share them with anyone unless you agree to it. Nor will your email addresses be sold to any third-party. And if you don’t qualify or don’t want to participate but still want to know the outcome from this, please feel free to email me at sushibocks@gmail.com requesting updates. Thanks!!

Click here to be redirected to the survey.

Baby, It’s Cold Out Here

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(It’s good with you near) But, baby, it’s cold out here
(In my arms you’re my dear) But, baby, it’s cold out here
(So let’s go inside) Been hoping that you’d say that
(Try to warm up) Let’s snuggle together real nice

 

True story

women will be cold
until consent is given
then men will get warmth
but not before
these are the times now
when boundaries
are to be respected
get with the program

**some social commentary on the recently controversial song “Baby, It’s Cold Out There”

Three Little Words

Don’t say

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but rather…

soothe an ache
hold my hand
watch me sleep
rub my back
make me laugh
be with me
talk to me
play with me
dry my tears
keep me warm
listen to me
don’t be arrogant
kiss my lips
really know me
get me soup
touch without expectation
ease my sorrow
hug my soul
cry with me
dance with me
please be vulnerable
make eye contact
forgive my failings
care for yourself
sex me right
cook us dinner
walk with me
don’t lie, ever
read to me
hold me close
silence my demons
reach into me
never leave me

There’s Nothing There

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I’m reaching out, engaging and scrutinizing;

skimming through to see you.

Holding you intently, purposefully and committed.

You seemed an open book.

The audio version of your story mesmerizing, your truth so bold.

Then I went beyond your notes and found blank pages.

They told a different story.

You ring hollow.

There’s nothing there.

I have to put this book down.

The efforts made to unravel the mystery, and

the chances taken diving right in brought me no pleasure.

I learned nothing.

Maybe another blank page can read you properly.

I won’t waste my time on an empty binding.

Not again.

When I’m ready to read again, I’m sure

I’ll find a better book to discover.