Passion, she is back!

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I have written about a couple of difficulties and solution sets lately, some of them as pairs some as separate devices, relating to passion, love, desire.  As well, mixed in there I have written about a returning of desire that is blindingly, crushingly, potent.  Perhaps it is the medicine, but just as possibly it is the heart being somewhat repaired and heading for even better, added to what that does in my mind, hope, considerations for the future.  Whatever the case, the culmination of thoughts, the frequency of the firing, the sense of there being meaning to them, it's shaking and stirring me.  My old foundations may have to be revised.

I am not sure, of anything.  I do know something is, all about, stirring me to the games of life, the loves of a woman, the chase, the hunt, the search, and very possibly a find.  As each piece has fallen into place, the next has appeared and fallen into it's place, until finally I have the means, motive, and perhaps the opportunity.  A woman I have written about previously, though I will give no other clue about her, was seen today.  For the first time, and without thinking of it at the time, I noted she had no rings on her fingers.  None.  Not one.  This evening, as I was considering things...  I suspect a trap.  A trap I may well jump into and wiggle past the one-way trap bars to wedge myself into fully.  Hells yeah.  And in my recent post I explained some of the how of it.  But it starts at the start...  How boring, but as I have matured as a man, so necessary...  I see now.

Hungry, and I think I saw honey in that there bee hive.  Damn the bees, full speed ahead.  We will see.  But after Christmas I am going to make a grab for a first encounter of teh crazy kind.  How odd that someone that close, seen that often, with her attitude and seeming interest... went totally unnoticed...  Well, not totally.  Simply overlooked as... a potential.  I must be daft!  Wait, yeah, okay, we knew that.  But...  Never mind.  And HUSH!  I'm huntin' wabbit!