#intimatereflections

During the meditation I practiced this morning, your face was the initial subject of bodily abstraction. Immediately, I saw you on that day when we didn't know each other, and you were so happy... I recalled our time and all the transformations I witnessed you undergo. Have you always been who you are or are you truly undergoing a transformation?

In that distant time, when your character and most intimate traits were a mystery, there was something within you that contained me there, always close by. Today, I see both you and myself more clearly. I sense (with great certainty) the man you will become over the passing decades. My instincts of profound love tell me that I deserve to be the woman of this man from the future. When entangled in warm embraces, I want them to be mine. I understand that everything that shapes you and is grasped by your zephyr mind will culminate in our most intense display of love. I am the one who deserves to experience this, as the manifestation of good fortune.

Without deviating from meditation, I realized that I value you as someone who loves good wines. Time is entirely in our favor. We recognize one another just as we recognize ourselves. In the patience of those who contemplate the maturation of that wine, I await the chance to kiss your beard and caress your gray hair. Without possessing the eyes of a prophet, but as the owner of a heart that belongs only to me, my sole certainty is wanting you beyond the constraints of time.