a dear friend asked just yesterday how does your marriage last thirty years and counting, friend would have to challenge even the best two words said i that's all it takes “making love” a marriage makes but please consider my definition before you reach the wrong conclusion
they call it making love but when synonymous with one night stand a party grand… really?
inflicts only a world of hurt a soul bruised and burnt call it what you want but for certainty love making it is not
you may disagree with me but you’ll not disagree with this the objectification of our dear and fairer gender never built a civilization a community or a family only a heartache
love making then is work love making begins by dating those we love not just for the win but for life
more parts are we than only one love making it cannot be until all three a body undressed a soul vulnerable a spirit transparent are undone completely
love making the complete package the whole enchilada it’s a full meal deal and inseparable from talking walking working calling sending cards touching cuddling holding hands tender whispers kissing softly hugging gently need i go on?
because when done right amazing are the nights but oh, even so much more are the days, the months and the years!
now...
**go make love!
a couple of words added, and credited to a man with Soul!
Post Script:
to any naysayers... please know that i know this is an opinion rendered by this writer it does not reflect the views of the sponsors, advertisers or management of this station furthermore, while i may feel sad for those who believe otherwise, i neither judge nor hate anyone who calls it something different. i merely hope to challenge those beliefs and suggest that a less painful path lies just over yonder hillside