A Mortal Meets a Goddess

Its like discovering unexpected treasure. She smiles her goofy up turned smile, the one that crinkles her nose and causes the corners of her eyes to tilt at just the right angle and says the unexpected. She is an unexplored adventure, I want to know, I am hungry to know, I crave this knowledge that is Ryn.

I am not devastated at the loss of J. I am not aching or spinning, I don't feel sick. I feel immense relief. I wanted so badly to want him. I could convince myself at times that what I was feeling was true but left alone I knew. All that claustrophobic frantic beating of my heart at the thought of an impending future is gone. I don't have to take responsibility for all his endless fuck ups.

I am happy again.

I am filled like I craved to be filled. She takes my breath away. In her presence I am aching, I am wanting, I am basking. There it is the long lost fire. The world is slowing again. I see her hair pulled to one side of her devastatingly angelic face, it spilling across her pale shoulders and I cant breath. Everything is in hyper relief, the world slows, the light catches her skin and ignites her. I know this feeling. I felt it a thousand time with M.D and not once since our parting. I am not scared. She is like the sun and I crave her warmth and beauty. She smiles and looks upon my face, mirroring and echoing my desires. This mutual want growing between the remaining spaces of our pressed bodies.

I am left chanting her name, a mantra spilling from the parting of my lips and filling the air around me with a heady perfume.

Ryn.

Ryn.

Ryn.


How I desire you. How I wish to know what it means to hold you close and feel your heart beat through the thin membrane of my fingertips. My heart races at the thought of kissing you, my knees grow weak and reaching for you is all I can do to keep myself from moaning your name.

I feel drunk. Drunk with thoughts of you. Drunk and impassioned in a way I haven't been in such a very long time.

I want to wear your scent like a treasured perfume. Have it wrapped about me, permeating from my sun kissed pores. I want to breath you in.

How your touch sets me on fire. I am blazing, burning bright and wanting.

Ryn, you are a Goddess and I wish to worship at your feet.

Let me kiss my way to salvation.

Nena