Rub Hearts not just bodies

This memory thinks of the song and time for showing love, to be all wrong because it is not exclusively the touching of the 'prison' that the genie is locked into to set her free but go without touching physicality; chase the shackles from her mind and roam in freedomness again through her intellect. Alive and feeling good about living, loving and learning--then teaching, she will find you have touched the better spot.

Christina plays this up with sensualism being reduced to a sexual innuendo, a touch of lust more than any real intimate value. Perhaps from her side of the tracks which seemingly involves a near-nearcissistic ambience only she exudes with herself, touch is vital, touch is noble, touch her the right way and she melts, touch me the right way and it is a different kind of frenzy. We connected intellectually for a long while before letting touch be something else. This song gave me a memory of tasting freedom again because my spirit was gently caressed far beyond touching.

The corners of my intellect had a part of me and a part of that someone else role-playing in my mind. Each of those parts were in two chairs looking at each other using the eyes as'windows to the soul'. As the cork explodes and there is disagreement to a topic, a conversation has been born and excitement in finding out about each other transcends touch. With this kind of communicative awareness flowing between two individuals who needs physical attraction exclusive. If no touch could ever be sweeter than a long glance that breathes in the essence of another human being, then my friend you haven't gone past the true meaning of intimacy.

Some of us depend on human contact, some of us depend on stimulants, some of us cravethe physical more than the emotional and psychological strenthening tools, and some of us look beyond the normal touch. If your prison is a bottle don't find someone to join you in it but rather get you out of it and send if floating with a message of recovery in its neck . . .