Soul Eruptions

Are you no more than a self-tittillation? Are the twinkle in the eyes and creases at the corners of the lips that reflect joy a delusion? But where are the words and will that would affirm those physical gestures and confirm these observations? I'm sure you know the excitement and the pleasure of the intimate caress and embrace, or the touch of the hand on another's or the universal pleasure of lips meeting and the taste of mouths joining in ardorous rapture. Is it for that spontaneity or is it a bait and switch for wanting a commitment built on an unknown and presumptive premise-any two "good" persons should have few reasons for NOT falling in love for ever and ever. We don't know about tomorrow, but we know about this minute.How this minute extends into tomorrow and the interminable future has as much to do with our past and the unpredictability of future events, than either of our bests intentions. The coincidence of our fortuitous meeting comes on the tail-win...

We are compelled to engage because of the irresistibility of knowing for one who is engaged beyond one's narrow interests. We do the choreography for the decorums of the sites we engage and interact. We begin to disrobe eachother's rhetorical facades and camouflage as we move like water flowing down hill to the ultimate confluence of passionate and intimate union. Until that point we do this dance from the adherence of the web of circumstances, that clings like Lilliputian lines to our thinking that is mindset to a emotional program for "why not", as our continued rhetorical intercourses give us visions of the possibilities in the face of the circumstantial improbabilities. In the possibilities, the anxiety of spontaneity is a greater factor than the feasibility of probability.