love...what is love...an emotion evoked by the release of hormones in the brain and the rest of the nervous system? is it a feeling of ecstacy when one is deeply connected to another? is it both? we take love for...granted. we never conteplate what an amazing gift love is...and how it is still a burden on our hearts. the search for love is an eternal trek taking us through life. is that life's true meaning? to learn the depths and enigmatic properties of love? why do we risk everything for that one person? why are we overjoyed when they walk into the room? why does the feeling grow stronger when they are away? i think...it is time...that we tried to understand why we love. to understand that love is a chemical process and a feeling of ecstacy because of this glorious process. journeys are meant to test our wits and lead us to learn a valuable lesson. given a journey, there is a goal. what is at the end of life's journey? an understanding? what if we don't achieve this understanding? will we repeat this journey? repeat it until we learn why? why we love? why we hate? why we choose to take one path and not the other? why we know what we know? what happens when we finally do understand? do we achieve a higher form of being so as to live in a utopia where love and truth reign? there's only one way to find out...just...live.....

Kiss.
You life my shirt off.
I lift off yours.
I run my fingers across
your toned, firm torso,
between kisses,
caressing your tightly packed abs,
slowly finding my way
to your waist and belt buckle.
Kiss.
I feel you find my
waist and buckle and
it loosens, oh, so slowly,
leaving me in suspense.
Between kisses,
we both make our way
to the bed across the room
buckles left behind.
Kiss.
Pants and tender kisses
accompany intertwining limbs.
Similarities at the waist,
that are overruled by chemistry,
between kisses,
are exposed and we enjoy
each other's state of life
with the passion coming to a peak.
Kiss.
Chills,
pulses,
moans,
groans,
between kisses.
Sighs.
Caresses.
One final kiss.