Stryder's house of romance

The thought today (spurred by the Hairotica thread) is of brushing a lover's hair... I have a feeling that would fit well in this house.

I love that the new hairotica thread is "infecting" this lovely romance thread that is another of my favorites.
I completely agree...it would totally fit here :heart:

Hi again Zach!
And Stryder too. :heart:
You romantic men warm my heart.
 
For where there is Passion-there is Truth and Freedom-and most important of all-LOVE

Welcome to the house of romance part two. :rose:

All romantics are welcome. Is romance and sensuality still alive? Share your experiences, your ideas, your fantasies and above all else, have romantic fun.

Stryder

Make me know impossible things...

how the air feels
upon your skin
the touch
of cool water
upon your face
The weight of a rose
in the palm of your hand
I will try to understand

Maya Angelou
In the twinkle
of a dew drop
upon the new morning.
We may see
It has come again at last.
All is bright-new-
Says the Morning to the dew drops
As they sparkle in a tone-for only One alone
Then all collapses in form and splendor
As the trumpets sound together-
Tis' marvelous to have -to call "Day"
Oh how wonderful to say!
Who knows what wonders will emerge
At the Dawn of this New Day
 
Eye on you-Not Eye

Welcome to the house of romance part two. :rose:

All romantics are welcome. Is romance and sensuality still alive? Share your experiences, your ideas, your fantasies and above all else, have romantic fun.

Stryder

Make me know impossible things...

how the air feels
upon your skin
the touch
of cool water
upon your face
The weight of a rose
in the palm of your hand
I will try to understand

Maya Angelou
I hope as every nerve greets an eye
as all in all you are
indwell all things-
What perception-I
tend to forget
You may not feel as I
Yet nothing is impossible
For one who believes
If I have one more stubborn hook in me
I will use it ---for thee-so you can
Feel, Touch,with me.
And if I may dream one dream when dreams begun
Gift for you from everyone
an awakening-to good love
and as Winwood sings
Still heard on hertz of strings
Gimme Gimme some lovin
Till all the maidens sing
and the grooms consummate in peace
And the storms will be behind them
As Justice declares from the highest order
The scales finally balanced.Forever
Never an unjust scale in My land ever again.
 
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