The Sea whispers Sweet Commands of Surrender......To Him...  

rm_tennismaiden 59F
2103 posts
8/7/2006 8:48 pm

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The Sea whispers Sweet Commands of Surrender......To Him...

I have been absent for a spell as the wind and sea have beckoned me. It is with him that I acquiesce to the tenderness of his words drawing me near, so near, near enough to sense the brushing of faint breath on the back of my neck. He has asked for me and with abandon knowing all along of the dangers that lie ahead I have relinquished my will. I am being swept towards a life I've only dreamed about... now sitting here I recall this surreal memory still lingering as candy in my head.

Not an ordinary Friday, this day that recently passed but a first on so many levels for me. The countless phone calls, back and forth like ping pong balls being battered and frantically served and volleyed. "Where are you now"? I would ask, he replies "marker 71.5, oh damn there's traffic now and we're slowing down" I tell him how much I miss him and can't wait much longer. "Call me when you're right around the corner". The phone rings loudly startling me only 10 minutes later, it's not as if I hadn't expected it to ring, but the piercing tones of the cell forever send shock waves through my nerve endings. " you're on the Boulevard? Of my God I'm running outside to wait for you"

The big massive 8 cylinder engine is humming pretty with precision and just as happy to great my driveway as the man behind it's steering wheel. He steps out with a Texan strut kind of cocky and looking happy but not too happy to be girlish. He is so much a man and keeps his containment disciplined. A couple of kisses, one, two, three, some touching lips the others to the sides of the clammy jaw on this hot summer day late in the afternoon.My arms fly around his neck pulling him close enough to hear the wind getting pushed out his lungs I squeeze him with glee.

The weekend plans had been thrown together in 4 days, hundreds of phone calls, countless hours of internet research and now bags, cooler and boyscout like equipment for our adventure all lined up on the blacktop waiting to be thrown in the SUV for our departure.The outside temperature was still sticky but not even a freak of nature would interrupt our quick skillful arrangement of items placed inside the truck. Two minds in sync, this goes there and that goes here, the dog takes a last lift of his leg across the street in the scattered brush and it's a leap up, slam the doors and we're now moving like a train wreck heading south to Annapolis Maryland.

Destination....Yacht store, the best on the east coast brimming with anticipation of what we'll see. The narrowing of preference had already been predetermined, now all that remained was the builder and function of the dreamboat we'd been lusting for. Hunter, Catalina, C&C, Beneteau all sleek and sexy with their numerous halyards webbed in triangles for perfect sailing engineering. Up, down, into the cabin then out to breathe the cooler air now having descended on the east coast. Beads of sweat were beginning to form across our brows, our mouths were like cotton and luckily the girl/boy scout had packed plenty of ice cold fizzy water for just this adventure. In a short period of time we both knew which little lassie had taken the air out of our lungs. She walloped us with her creamy cherry paneling and almost like new manufacturing. Her name "Beaujolais" not bad....but not our choice.Our heads each in silence as the ideas began brewing a new and unique "branding" to make her ours.

Congratulations Mr Silly and Ms Tennismaiden you've given birth to a 41 foot Beneteau that is symbolic of the power of love. May she be solid graceful and lightening fast, almost as quick as the decision to form a tryst of marriage. What's that? Are you reading this post accurately?

Yup my friends not only has this blogger been to heaven and back morning noon and night shuddering with climaxes compared to the eruption of Mt. Vesuvius but she got a proposal that couldn't be sweeter then a diabetic in a sugar coma. Three days spent with a man I cherish, I've never known these emotions before. It came on without warning, no jittery girlish naive dreamy fantasies and no delusions of grandeur. Simpler than a slice of white bread
making perfect sense in a very illogical way. There are no promises of picket fences, 4 to 5 children or gobs of riches. The commitment made was to continue a wonderful friendship, love affair,and build with the intention of something lasting for eternity.

Months back my soothsayer had much to tell me, I'd been so frazzled by her predictions I forgot to smell the roses right under my nose until 2 weeks ago. I learned not only about surrendering to a powerful force of mystical energies and sensuality but of comfort, joy and most of all love. I cannot base my decisions on fuzzy science I can grab my brass ring, know deep in my heart that there will be doubts but to place one foot in front the other with each new sunrise and sounds of the waves crashing upon her shores. Sometimes we miss the beauty of all that we ask because we are too skeptical that perfection or close to it exists. There might not be legality in our future but there is commitment to take what we've discovered and let it age like a fine wine over time. "Beaujolais" her name has funny significance as I put this all together now, but we'll drink her in and give birth to the never ending ring of commitment that binds our two souls as we sail off into the sunset...togehter.

Life has really done some huge "come about". Now it's time to kick it up a notch and see just how fast we can ride her, for the wind blows us in directions we least expect, but we must trust her energy pushes us to where we need to be.....moving along!

Perchance2000 57M

8/7/2006 9:54 pm

Oh, don't listen to soothsayers, blog savants, relationship experts, well-intentioned friends . . .

Just listen to yourself, and all of a sudden you hear a song, bells and, of course, the winds!

I'm so happy for you!

rm_tennismaiden replies on 8/9/2006 4:55 am:
How supportive you are! Every day that comes is new and exciting as I let my heart open. I have but yet to open my eyes and when I do I see more beauty and possibilities laid at my feet.

Hugs to you W, a friend forever! TM {=}

free2chose2 66F

8/7/2006 10:06 pm

May the winds be always at your back-or is it aft-
Your sails are set and straight TM

Don't worry, be Happy

rm_tennismaiden replies on 8/9/2006 5:00 am:
That's because I have a good friend like you setting me straight now and again. BUT it's your turn Free, there's no reason this cannot be you with time.

Ask and yee shall find!

_Safira 53F
11260 posts
8/8/2006 3:59 am

I want a ride ... once she's christened, of course! Congrats, Lovelies. / {=}

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rm_tennismaiden replies on 8/9/2006 5:05 am:
You can bet she'll be christened! How does a swing work hanging from the masthead? Woo out that boat will be rocking! Can't wait to have you aboard my sweet sister. Soon...very soon!

Many thanks! {=}

Perchance2000 57M

8/8/2006 7:52 am

She does need a new name though, I quite agree. "Beaujolais" doesn't age well.

rm_tennismaiden replies on 8/9/2006 5:08 am:
Yeah, we're trying to come up with just the right name, haven't found one yet, it's got to be romantic and sensual. We'll come up with something I'm sure.

Maybe when we've got a few picked out I'll set up a poll and see what blogland thinks, that should be fun!

libgemOH 56M/52F

8/11/2006 7:25 pm

OMG!!!! L!! You serious????? Too SWEEEEEEET!!!!!

Really doing that happy dance for you now!!!!

And remember one thing if nothing else.....YOU deserve the happiness!!!! -B

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