Lust is in the Air

I don’t know what goes on at the end of the year. It has a different feel, more people get into online dating, they get more active and more aggressive.

They start asking you out for dates quicker and people talk to you on the streets.

Guys get bolder at work and in the bars.

There is a lusty vibe in the air.

Logic can explain most of it, people are disconnecting from work and the overflowing energy goes to the other head maybe. Or the belief that you have to kiss on New Years Eve puts a clock into finding someone.

I like it, this is how it should be all year round. At least for someone whose highest value is intimacy like me. Forget about working and sports and all that crap!

Let’s f*k more, live more, connect more!

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The Wolf of my Dreams

He was tall, much taller than me, which is not too difficult. This was a man whose head you could see above most of the others in the bar. He wasn’t skinny, something between thin and athletic. I wish I had paid more attention to his body, but I was riveted by his eyes… or his magnetism, or his face. Hard to say what took me in so profoundly.

This man I had never seen before and chances are I’ll never see again. He had black hair with at least half of it turning grey, it gave him character. Looking so well behaved, with his dark suit and infrequent smile, I could see him running naked on a snowed forest. What makes my mind conjure this image is the beast I see beneath his skin.

His eyes, they were light grey on the inside with a dark ring on the outside, like a wolf’s. I am one of these people that don’t remember faces very easily but his I can see if I close my eyes. His smile was sweeter than I would have expected by a kind a ferocious nature I attributed to him.

People were around him as if he was just another person, with their beers and conversation. Women not even looking, just a normal guy, and possibly one that was mildly good looking. But for me it was as if a demi-god was disguising himself among the mere mortals and put a spell around him to protect people from finding out the truth.  Except I could see through the spell his real nature. There are so many books about werewolves, vampires, fae and other fantastic creatures among us, that if they are real I am sure this man was one of them, some kind of special.

I have my doubts that he himself knows what he is, maybe he is unaware of his true nature, like so many of us.  I know my true nature, I am one that sees and empathically feels the world around me. I wish that one day I can feel the embrace of someone like my grey eyed man around me…

What could I have done? Other than giving him the opportunity to talk to me? It is a trap this thing of looking for a man who is strong and has initiative in a shy society like the one I have chosen.  If I had approached him I would have destroyed the possibility of letting him be the hunter, be the strong masculine figure, forever. If there is justice in the Universe and he is the man I think he is, our paths will cross again and the chance will be there, intact.

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