The Love of Another Soul
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The Love of Another Soul 

 

She was everything my heart had ever desired.  In beauty, in structure, and intellect, she developed many industrious workable kindnesses. From wherever I have been; from the places long ago, she has survived through genetics, DNA, and historic womanhood.  Her ancient beauty has been saved throughout the ages to rendezvous with me “here and now” in this “day and age”.

    When I was a younger man, my love was controlled only by passion.  I had not the growth required by love’s wisdom to truly understand love.  I thought it was something to possess, something to seek out and conquer, and something I had not in my own heart.  The day she walked into my life the completeness of my soul came to light.  Never before had my inner being rejoiced with such a finding.  I was enraptured, warmly held, and sexually charged.

    In those days, we would meet and run and hide, we were but children in the learning stages of love.  Though lust yielded many gains, we were never able to quench that thirst.  She had thought to seek it elsewhere, and I had commenced upon a journey.  I was seeking spiritual awakening, I was seeking God in man, and I was trying to understand the son of man.  She is the only woman I have never defiled by turning away from God to be with her.  I had made my mind to trust God regardless of my human designers, and my behavior.  A behavior that drove me in my search for pleasure, too places, those that have nothing to do with love.

    After so many years, I have been released from the desires of pleasure.  However, my true desire for love and the pleasure of love has become more apparent to me with age.  Today the woman, and I are reunited.  In the most magical battle of surgical death, I could not leave this world without apologizing to her for the man I had been.  In her infinite mercy, she forgave me, and gave me the strength to face another day.  My affections for her are so much deeper and meaningful than any physical contact could show.

    So even though we are not close, and I cannot touch your skin.  I touch something “you know” that reminds you of me.  I never realized what real love was until I could let you be who you are.  Once I accepted you, once I believed in you, once I trusted you, the emotional freedom that I had not possessed since a child was released, and I smiled.  My eyes feel the beauty of the world, my mind the senses are full of all the warmth that you send me.  You have inspired me to write the word.  I am forever grateful, and this brings my soul peace, too know your soul.

 

Thomas A. SUTOR

P.O. Box 2343

Lompoc CA 93438

 

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