“You’re beautiful… I can’t keep my eyes off of you, I’ve never felt this way before, you’re so sexy, I think I’m falling in love with you… ” Oh, those sexy lovin’ lies we love to hear from someone we may have known only a few short hours. We allow ourselves to be mesmerized by the words we have longed to hear; and so we close our eyes and fantasize.
Our most basic human need of feeling loved, desired and welcomed is fulfilled when we allow those words, even if spoken by a stranger, to caress our imagination. We imagine that this time maybe we will find a lasting and loving partner to share our dreams with. The desire fueled by those words is the hope of genuinely being loved by another. There is no greater ignition to our imagination.
It begins with something as simple as liking their looks or loving their smile, a few sideways glances that lets you know they have also noticed you. It is all that is required to inspire our creative mind to paint a picture of all that we have been longing for in your mind. Like the master painter, you see the image you are seeking to create long before the last stroke of the brush on the canvas. You see it, and you believe it. The dance of desire begins with the first touch, the words; the lies. They may even tell you it’s only for a night, but you have already painted the picture in your mind and imagine it may be for a lifetime.
Hope is a constant companion in our search to find a loving partner in our lives. It is essential to our ability to believe in our dreams. Faith is the foundation; hope fuels the creation. Like pots of paint, it colors the canvas completing masterpiece of fulfillment in our search to be complete. So easy it is to look beyond what was surely an indicator that this was not all that we imagined, but rather a faded imitation that our imagination completes to sharpen the image before us.
Why do we do it? Why do we want to believe in something or someone so much that we color the lines that began skipping right before our eyes, ignoring the obvious signs that we are mostly alone in our dream? Our mind plays those lovin’ lies over and over, encouraging us to believe in what it has created; to look away from the obvious. And so we close our eyes cling tightly to what we imagine is real.
We love those sexy lovin lies; they are necessary to keep the picture in our minds vibrant and alive. We have become the master painter, the creator of what we hope will be. The danger in this is that we also remove the opportunity for real and lasting love to arrive, the kind that allows the image to be painted together; maybe for a lifetime. Just imagine!
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