It's all about timing.

I'll take "Definition of Love" for $300, Alex.

I figure I might as well just put myself out there at the beginning of my blog postings, and get it out of the way. So here goes.

I have tasted the nectar of love a couple times and have come near it a couple other times. So, if I were to die today I would be able to say that I didn't miss out on it.

At the age of 21 I thought I was in love. He was a late 20'ish sex-pig. We were a "thing" for about a month or so, until he moved away to California to become a star of what I will only refer to as "Specialty Porn." We only spoke twice after that.

Good bye, Love.

At the age of 24 there was another fella. He was in his early 30's and good looking. We went through several cycles of hanging out and getting closer, but I just wasn't ready for it, and would always find a reason to withdraw again. Fortunately, we are still friends though.

Near miss, Love.

At the age of 28 I had a 3 month long magical whirlwind of a romance with a truly beautiful soul. It was a love that burned hot........so very hot. Had it not been for an outside factor, I think it could have lasted. I wish that I could say more about it, but it will have to be enough just to say that my heart was opened up so that the next time love came a-knock'in I would be ready.

Thank you, Love.

Shortly before my 30th birthday, love was back in the form of the Dark Father. Dark is not so much used as a physical reference, rather more of a description of his soul. His macabre and sardonic facets were the immediate attractions to the jewel that would mesmerize me for about 4 years. In that time I learned what I was willing to accept from and what I needed in a relationship. While these lessons were hard learned, they were character building. At least that's what I am telling myself.

?????????, Love.