In between the conference calls, the grocery store lists and the laundry mountains, moments are graciously bestowing themselves upon me. My lips twitch, slowly curving in an upward motion similar to the Grinch when he planned to steal Christmas. My face starts to turn upward, my cheeks immediately bloom like roses. I can hear my pulse. The feeling of my heart beating in between the fabric of my mismatched socks through my toes. Thump. Thump. The warmth of your hand as it grazes my chin, pulling my lips to yours. And in this moment, I am happy.
Forgetting about the cold ocean breeze on my naked ankles, the sea gulls loudly whispering “Kiss the Girl” as they swirl and sway in the air above us. Noticing nothing other than the sound of my pulse. THUMP. THUMP. And this is when it happens.
I realize, that opportunities are given to us for so many reasons. Putting labels and expectations on these opportunities while recognizing their presence only inhibits their ability to fully work their magic within us.
With this newfound freedom of my wild inner ability to recognize that you my dear, will not have a label. Your offer of happiness in this moment, at this time, promising that nothing else matters, has been accepted. No expectations, no labels, no heartbreak.
Just you and I in this moment, not thinking about yesterday or tomorrow.. just now here with you.
Slightly Provocative Smiles..