Wrapped in that Blanket … the one recruited from the sofa that we shared … we became Subjects to the transforming powers of life’s Magician.
Concealed from all the world outside, we transformed into something of wonder and delight that had ne’er before been known.
Two people, who barely knew each others’ names …
we became a Oneness that shared a joyful pulse …
breathed a complimentary breath …
moved from the chill of the winter without … to a perspiration of sensual Tropics that existed only in the cocoon of our newly created world.
We touched … melded … melted into a warm liquid that flowed gently and easily over shores of receptive desires.
There were no Circumstances … no details … neither requirements nor responsibilities constraining our openness to each other.
There … on that sofa … in that little apartment … within the folds of that blanket’s security … we found Home.
All that was known then as Reality, has been blown away and scattered as the sands of the Sahara … no one grain known to any other.
What abides today … and lingers as Genuine … is the indelible Truth of our union.
Known to the rational and fact-encumbered mind, as “passing, fleeting, and momentary”... those moments have a legitimacy and substance that is as fresh now, as it was overwhelmingly present, then.
If only I could have had the presence of mind … the wisdom and maturity yet to come … to tell her that she was forever part of me … and wanted there.
But, alas, the cocoon melted away … the oasis of visited Bliss receded into the distance … circumstance and routine pulled us over inevitable horizons.
And here … today … I find us, and our envelope of satisfying fulfillment, comforting and evermore Precious.
(These are the reflections brought to the fore of my awareness, by a new Friend. My deepest and most sincerely admiring thanks to Her.)