After days of watching you feed our baby, clean and re-clean the house and engage friends new and old, I am in want. Wanting to be close to such an amazing human. Closeness is something we crave as a culture but often arrange our days to completely ignore. From the first moments of school we learn to “keep our hands to ourselves” and classrooms are set up to keep each student distant from the others in a clean grid.
Each time I look at you I see the desire of my heart. We found each other when we were in a raw place, vulnerable even when we didn’t mean to or want to be. The beginning of our story did a lot to create a passionate connection around our shared humanity. Nomsa formed in us a bond to serve as a way of life and see beyond stereotypes. But as with everything, the foundation is only just the start and the Matrix of modern living can seduce us with “stability.”
So this love letter is a passionate cry of desire
“I want you!!”
When we are physical in our marital passion we reenact the oldest human connection, man and woman. Two people – naked and unashamed – make for a retelling of the creation of the first human community. Before, when I was alone, even when I was lonely I couldn’t understand my NEED for a wife. Every morning I must relearn the reality of my need and then slowly grow in my understanding that sex is important. Not just two people enjoying pleasure but two people stripping down everything until only raw humanity is left.
Stripped and naked you are bone of my bone and flesh of my flesh. You are woman. My woman.