My ex-wife every now and then during our marriage, would bring up our first kiss. When she talked about it the kiss would take on a spiritual life all it's own. You could see the love in her eyes when talking about it, kind of like a child in a field hugging itself and hunching their shoulders in complete joy and ecstasy.
I never fully understood why that moment, our first kiss, was so orgasmic to her, until a recent dream I had.
Last night's dream of kissing my ex-wife on the lips brought me as close to her as any dream ever has before.
In the dream she looked younger than today, a happier younger. We'd found ourselves together in a kitchen or dining area of a house, talking like old friends. Dreams are funny because you know what the other person is thinking. They're actually a manifestation of our own thoughts, layered onto that person's image by you.
In the dream, the loving and longing weren't in our eyes or words but in our body language and thoughts. So while talking about whatever it was we talked about, I leaned forward and kissed her with all my longing soul, on the mouth. She received my lips and tongue with a sigh and joyous cry. Almost as if we'd forgiven one another for past actions. It was heavenly.
I swear it felt like that first kiss on blank street that she never forgot, outside her friends apartment where she was staying. The feeling I had in the dream kiss was that of a baby clinging to it's mother's breast; a sense of belonging and nourishment. We were parts of one whole that had been separated for eons.
Now awake, I understand exactly why my ex-wife always loved the memory of that kiss. She felt she finally found a home for her love which had endured so much hurt, pain, frustration and fear. Faith in a man as God's gift to her was restored, and my search for a woman to share life with granted. Bless you babe for finding that Home today, and seeing the almighty force that makes a home like that so nourishing and joyous.
Ours was but a stepping stone to the grand house of God's loving kingdom. What I really liked about this dream was her pride and happiness in who she has become. No longer running away from or chasing after ghosts nor wondering if her husband love's her as much as she him. She'd become a beautiful woman in love with her life of God, Family and Faith.
I Pray for Mr. and Mrs. Simmons, may nothing loosen their faith in and commitment to one another.
In the dream she looked younger than today, a happier younger. We'd found ourselves together in a kitchen or dining area of a house, talking like old friends. Dreams are funny because you know what the other person is thinking. They're actually a manifestation of our own thoughts, layered onto that person's image by you.
In the dream, the loving and longing weren't in our eyes or words but in our body language and thoughts. So while talking about whatever it was we talked about, I leaned forward and kissed her with all my longing soul, on the mouth. She received my lips and tongue with a sigh and joyous cry. Almost as if we'd forgiven one another for past actions. It was heavenly.
I swear it felt like that first kiss on blank street that she never forgot, outside her friends apartment where she was staying. The feeling I had in the dream kiss was that of a baby clinging to it's mother's breast; a sense of belonging and nourishment. We were parts of one whole that had been separated for eons.
Now awake, I understand exactly why my ex-wife always loved the memory of that kiss. She felt she finally found a home for her love which had endured so much hurt, pain, frustration and fear. Faith in a man as God's gift to her was restored, and my search for a woman to share life with granted. Bless you babe for finding that Home today, and seeing the almighty force that makes a home like that so nourishing and joyous.
Ours was but a stepping stone to the grand house of God's loving kingdom. What I really liked about this dream was her pride and happiness in who she has become. No longer running away from or chasing after ghosts nor wondering if her husband love's her as much as she him. She'd become a beautiful woman in love with her life of God, Family and Faith.
I Pray for Mr. and Mrs. Simmons, may nothing loosen their faith in and commitment to one another.
What's in the Magic of a Kiss? Destiny!
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