Meet Halima

So every now and then, I read the last email you sent me. I try to not get stuck on it. But I’m drawn to how you express yourself especially to me. I love how you say things and I find it cute when I sense the anger in something you write due to something I said. The simple fact that you have directed your attention to me and deemed what I’ve said to be worth commenting whether good or bad, has me feeling special.

Though, I, too, get offended at times in something you have said. Rare but has occurred. However, overall the openness of your subjects and predicates, verbs, nouns and adjectives and punctuation choices and structure has me going deeper into the essence of your being all the while loving the ride in your vortex of word play. I am indeed amazed and intellectually seduced by your spin of things as we subtly flirt, romanticize and fantasize with each other behind letters, spaces, other characters and faces.

I love the way you express yourself to me. I love how we communicate even though at times it can be confusing or there be slight misunderstanding. All the confusion, though minimal, is smoothed out as we listen to each other for clarity gain and understanding while simultaneously attracting and establishing a solid foundation of trust. Trust that builds upwards in a circular staircase motion, on top of trust that holds true like the strength of the highest powered magnets.

I love the idea of conversing with you through written word, poetry or a short story. And yes I am in love with your voice that has a lingering and soothing sound long after we’ve hung up the phone with one another. The smile in your words and your laugh — all of it combined that which I cuddle in as you speak. I love how you pick up on my vibe even if you don’t actually notice you are when you do it. Sometimes you’ll say something and I’ll think to myself, “That was exactly my intent,” without your full awareness on a conscious level but your sub that has picked up on it very well.

Floating around in the dark and yet you still see me though you may not see that you do. We understand each other in ways we are aware of and may never actually say. Credit given where it is rightfully due. You heard me? It’s given.

You are an astounding and pronounced woman. I can see just how easy it is for anyone to become deep, in and all around in love with you. We would be great together. Trust me, we would and I do sense you know it. Just my observation, should you decide one day to “experiment” with me regardless the mail you want delivered.

I’ve opened the door for you as you walked towards it with expectation of me holding it open for you to pass through as you smiled with a joyful glow of pleasurable goodness that made itself visible upon your sexy brown face. By all means, please — proceed to embrace the seed rooted that I know you clearly see has grown with beauty, sex appeal and attraction to me on multiple levels. The invitation from me directly to you has been given and made visible from the moment my words came to existence to express the feeling that resides inside of me; out in the open for you to see, hear and luxuriate with all of your senses both physically and mentally.

Eight minutes pass two in the morning, I think of you and the character you know is also you. I hold you dear in my spirit and miss you truly. I will make this short and sign off with the closing you are sure to recognize:

Your FRIEND.