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Box

10 Jul

She was beautiful.  She remains beautiful.

He adored her.

As only he can adore a woman.

But she had never asked for adoration and never wanted it. He understood that.

(Although inevitably there were elements she liked.  To be so desired is good for the ego if not the soul).

Still adoring her, he offered his friendship instead. A romantic, yearning, mischievous, intimate friendship that he thought would play the warm strings of their apparent connection like a wild and exciting symphony.

She was uncertain – she wanted something much safer and cleaner – and decided to keep it in a box.

Treating it as toxic and dangerous, she constructed strong walls around it.  She devised careful constraints of time and circumstance.

She cleverly made it without windows so that he could not see into her heart.

His adoration pushed desperately against the sides and pined in the darkness.

Now, during weekdays, if ever she opens the lid, she will always find him.  He is sincere and fair, good-humoured but professional.  He looks after her welfare.

She has her wish.

There is nothing else in the box.

 
18 Comments

Posted by on July 10, 2012 in Lovers Past

 

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18 responses to “Box

  1. Evelyn

    July 10, 2012 at 1:16 pm

    what else do you need?
    freedom wont fit in there…

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    • Romantic Dominant

      July 10, 2012 at 6:37 pm

      Nothing. evidently

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  2. mlbk7

    July 10, 2012 at 3:41 pm

    And he is every girl’s fantasy, “Every dark, delicious, decadent desire that you barely allow into your thoughts.”* Makes her want and cannot say in words how beautiful these expressions truly are. Melanie
    *(from “Not A Rehersal”).

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    • Romantic Dominant

      July 10, 2012 at 6:37 pm

      Smiles

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  3. girl in the hat

    July 10, 2012 at 4:25 pm

    Aha– well done– like an anti-Pandora. Sometimes I wish I had a box like that.

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    • Romantic Dominant

      July 10, 2012 at 6:38 pm

      I hadn’t thought of that. An anti-Pandora’s box. Clever.

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  4. Isabella

    July 11, 2012 at 2:46 am

    This entry…makes me think of this man.
    When I see him…so confident…sexy….commanding
    My body heats….my cheeks flush….my pulse race.
    I want to speak…and I do…not to him
    But ….I sooo much want too.
    The chemistry…mmm
    It takes my breath away…
    Not in a fairy tale way…in a…I wish he’d rip my panties off and… whatever else would pleased him too.
    But what do I do….I hide in a box..
    Just as the one you’ve described here…
    Sad really.

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    • mlbk7

      July 11, 2012 at 2:56 am

      I have that same dream every night where ..I wish he’d rip my panties off and…
      whatever. M.

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      • Romantic Dominant

        July 11, 2012 at 10:35 am

        Steamy dreams.

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        • mlbk7

          July 11, 2012 at 12:37 pm

          It is …I believe you just received an email about the dream if you follow. If not I can email it.

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          • Romantic Dominant

            July 11, 2012 at 12:54 pm

            No. I haven’t.

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    • Romantic Dominant

      July 11, 2012 at 10:35 am

      You must act. Carpe Diem. Life is not a rehearsal.

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      • Isabella

        July 11, 2012 at 3:37 pm

        I think that if he feels as I do…he should make the next move. Just being near him…consumes me….gives me chills ..so damn intoxicating.

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        • Romantic Dominant

          July 11, 2012 at 3:55 pm

          Yet even that intoxication is something to be enjoyed. I wish you luck

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      • Isabella

        July 11, 2012 at 5:13 pm

        What I’d like to do…is most likely considered inappropriate at best.

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        • Romantic Dominant

          July 11, 2012 at 8:30 pm

          We only live once

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          • Isabella

            July 11, 2012 at 9:15 pm

            So true. If only he felt the same way 🙂

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