Winding roads, and narrow tracks as you climb the last mountain. Reaching your destination, overlooking your town below, you feel like you could be stranded here in this moment for ever. The wind gushes into your face just as you turn the last corner. It pushes you back gently as you close your eyes, and take a deep breath. Taking it all in. Like when he first touched you, and your cheeks flushed. Your heart raced. Your breast perked as you sigh with relief. His hands final resting place, laying over your throbbing pink flesh...Why now does this intimate memory come to mind? You’re on top of this mountain with your new beau, but your really not there are you? How unfair to this man. Dragging him for miles for a victory only you wanted. Pulling him along with that bright, wide, smile. Inviting him into your world, to your mountain. Selfish and controlling, those are your dominant traits. Taking advantage of a compliment and turning it into a love affair, that is your gift...taking it all In. Like when he first touched you, and your cheeks flushed.