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Falling in love again and again  

Suadelatouch 47M
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10/7/2014 4:15 pm
Falling in love again and again
I would imagine that falling in love again and again has an appeal with many people. We all seem to say that initial phase of a relationship, when you are seemingly in love, is the best phase (I disagree). Some might even be addicted to that phase and hence the pleasure of seeking new partners all the time.

But instead I am talking about falling in love again and again with the same person!

Now here I might get some attention as we also all have heard about the struggle of keeping spark alive in a relationship that had its union last for a long time. Pity but true for many if not most.

But let me also tell you at what cost I have that privilege of having my heart rebound in repeated flights of most wonderful emotions, and introduce to my blog a special woman in my life to whom I have willfully submitted a command of my heart, and who probably will grace this site many times again.

It is a dear friend of mine of many many years, one that has loved me with such endurance that has surpassed any of my girlfriends in a love's quality and quantity.

And it was only many years into our friendship that I have turned to her with my love seeking more than a friendship. However, my love, like hers built over the years, desired the romantic future, while hers forever remained in a platonic state. I was given one short chance, which remains some of the fondest memories in both of our lives we ever had, but in the end she reverted into the platonic style of love, one that is already comfortable to her, and has always provided her the greatest sense of comfort and support.

So we live apart, but cannot live apart from each other for too long, and occasionally, few times a year we meet again, typically in different corners of the world, to let our hearts feel free and get their fills of what is denied to them all the other time.

And everytime we meet, we are so filled with joy and love for each other, that we fall in love all over again. So strong is our sense of friendship, so strong is our sense of trust and comfort with these feelings, that once we are near each other, our love comes out once again and fills our hearts.

And so we just met again, this time scaling the peaks of Polish Tatry mountains (which turned out stunning by the way), and once again, we felt the flood of love, seemingly always greater, always more comfortable.


My dear friend enjoying the autumn of Tatry mountains.

But I have a price to pay, and that is that I no longer can ever fondle her, kiss her or make love to her. For that she has a boyfriend. I am strictly the emotional pillar of support that none of her<b> boyfriends </font></b>can raise up to. Even more strangely, seeing her naked is totally fine, because she has complete sense of comfort with me.

Originally that was so hard to handle because my love could not be separated from my mind, spirit and body. My body craved her and missed her like all other components of my being that have merged together to love this woman. And to this very day, despite years of training, I can still sense a level of some struggle within me to accommodate such platonic approach. But each time we meet, I see myself grow stronger and more capable to go beyond the body, and rather rely on the mind and soul.

So one of the nights we spent together, with a woman I love lying next to me, I had to make love to her solely only through a touch of her hand! Small contact, and yet one touch here or there had to suffice for entire communication between our bodies, where our essence had to flow in and out of each other so my mind, my heart and my body could feel intertwined with hers, and feel the gratification that once again I am united with her.

Gentlemen, sometimes we are so obsessed with fucking hard, bolstering our egos by showing off our hard earned skills, triggering the points of pleasure on a woman's body so that in her orgasm(s) she can make us feel like men who can accomplish so much. But so much can be done without ever a need of a touch! In fact touch can be such distraction to a completely different level of lovemaking which I think we don't exploit enough because we just dont have the discipline to learn it because carnal pleasure overtakes us too fast.

A woman once told me of how she could play with other peoples auras without them ever even knowing it. She could make love to them without even having the need of touching them!!!

So I see a beautiful silverlining in my story, one that teaches me new heights of love, new levels of selfless sacrifice in loving someone I cannot possess (or own, a common folly of our thinking when in a relationship I think), and even new levels of communication that can go beyond words and touch. And I go along with it, while sometimes still hard, because I feel like it only strengthens me for my own future benefits.

So to all of you I say play hard but do not neglect yourself some avenues

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