Desire is not a luxury
There is a sense that there are
luxuries one cannot afford in relation to certain circumstances that one might
find oneself in. Yet, it is without debate that one is probably best equipped
to face some issues in the company of the closest companion a person has, where
intimacy and trust give the impetus and courage to attend and apprehend.
What cannot be discounted is the wanting,
probably the wishing, yea the longing, indeed the craving, and definitely the
yearning, all the synonyms of desire playing in strength and force to a state
of compulsive demand in groaning and supplication for fulfilment.
It is so quickly dismissed as
unimportant, like you should put desire aside for the pertinent, like desire is
shirking attention to the essential, something you cannot afford to put out there
in the light of prevailing issues.
Desire makes us human
Then I look back through the times and
find that the stability of having someone with whom there is commitment without
conflict has served as a first the grounding and then the springboard to leap
into the unknown to experience adventure, wonder, and excitement.
For everyone who has a companion, the
closeness to each other makes for the fundamental bolstering of emotion and temperament
for purpose and challenge. People can help and do so much for you, but that
person with whom love is shared for intimacy and desire excites a passion in
the pursuit of happiness and the joy of living that words cannot so easily
express.
Desire matters, even the divine
understands that man has desires, deeply held yearnings of want and desire that
in lovingkindness, tender mercies and amazing grace are granted beyond the
wildest dreams of the supplicant. The heart’s desire is part of what confirms
us as men, nothing would please me more than to face each day together with
Brian, knowing that together, we are more than a formidable team.
I know there is strength and support
in the company of those whom you love; to face issues. Every good desire is like
fuel to light the flame of hope creating a reality for which in accomplishment
every sound that escapes our lips can only be of thankfulness and gratitude for
times that have become so kind.
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