So, Alicia has to say it for me because I have no words to describe last night. I did not want to let go. Before I go on, let me just say that there was no sex, which in it self is an enormous achievement for me....
It started a few weeks ago at a club where I met this guy (let's call him Brooklyn). My friends introduced us, but he seemed pre-occupied, as he was the host of the party. I left the club without getting any further indication of his attraction towards me. I said, "oh well" and the idea of him was placed in the corner of my mind. Last week my friends and I attended a group discussion where I saw Brooklyn again. This time his attention was on me and mine on him. Throughout the meeting we exchanged flirtatious comments and prolonged eye contact. Unfortunately, we parted ways again without exchanging information. From that day, I said, "I want him." Well, they say if you put things out into the universe they start to happen and sure enough I got a myspace message from Brooklyn requesting me as a friend. (Gotta love that damn myspace, No one can hide) After a couple of days of emails we decided to meet, which brings me to last night.
What can I say, without sounding like the helplessly romantic cancer that I am....Hmmmm. We talked...and talked...and talked...Communication opens the doors to so much. Our conversation was so empowering and uplifting. We talked about life. We talked our goals, our dreams, our ideas. We talked over wine. We talked by candle light. We talked listening to Chrisette Michele. We talked with smiles on our faces. We talked in between kisses. Well you get the idea.....We talked!!! All night long, until we fell asleep in each others arms. I wish you could feel the emotion and connection. I can only hope that it is real. Don't worry, I am not deleting accounts yet (I've done that b4). I am going to play this one out slowly. I just wanted to share by joy with you. I challenge you all to communicate with your lovers or friends. It is a phenomenal tool that allows relationships to flourish.
...And so it goes