I like that I can talk with you / And you seem to adore it / I like that I can tell you / exactly how I feel

So for the most part, my love life has been like a stagnant pond. I’ve been somewhat complacent about it, yet never really content. Sure, I’d meet a loser here and there, but often they outlived their usefulness once they realized that I’m not an easy lay. Those same ones never got to take the time to get to know who I was as a person, what made me tick, and what makes me smile. And trust, it takes more than a nice dick.

I like that you don’t / look at me in that confused kind of way / when the thoughts are running through my mind / and I can’t seem to find the right thing to say

One day, I stumbled onto Yahoo! bored from work and decided to dip into one of the user-created chat rooms. “Atlanta Male 4 Male” was what it was, I think. Between the constant request for open cams and black cock, I scrolled down the list and came to his username. I viewed the profile and was blown away — what a cutie! He called himself an “independent scholar”. He was searching for his passions. Quoth him, “It’s not how good I make it, baby…it’s how I make it good…”

ooh this feels nice / our easy conversation / ooh this feels so tight / our easy conversation

He called me and we talked on the phone for almost two hours. We discussed everything from geography to my alma mater to current events. It was just so damn…familiar.

ooh ooh ahhh / this feels nice / I I I I really really like when you / speak to me

We met the next day. It was impetuous, yes, but I felt in my heart that I was doing the right thing. Why string this guy along? Let’s go ahead and meet and get the introductions out of the way. Separate the wheat from the chaff, you feel me? If he’s out for sex, then I can send him on his way. But I know he’s not. I can see it in his eyes. There’s something genuine inside him that’s making getting to know him effortless and fun. His touch makes my skin feel electric. His words curl around my mind and stimulate me to create and think. It’s just so damn…easy.

You never front / You always tell me straight up / I Do do do do

The romantic in me wanted to wine and dine him. Friends told me a number of different ways to stay with him. I say, forget this whole “slow down take it easy” approach. What did Marvin say? “If the spirit moves you, let me groove you….” So we’re grooving. Taking it at whatever pace seems best. Buck the system. Fuck the system. We’re strapped in tight and we’re going to enjoy the ride for as long as it lasts. Sorry folks, no vicarious voyeurs.

Opportunity.