LS REG # 002
Series of 2005
The hardest thing for a guy to do is to restrain himself.
I find it hard to restrain myself.
What is the essence of restraint? Hesitance? Desistance? Fear? There are numerous possible reasons yet we always come to the same end – regret. The same regret that eats away at the very fabric of decency that keeps you human… the very same regret that throbs within the deepest recesses of your mind and crushes your heart leaving you bloodied and broken…
And still we try not to take responsibility for our actions.
A great man once said, “A man who doesn’t take responsibility for his words is a frail coward… a mere child who doesn’t know the value of honor.” Yet this very man is the epitaph of his own belief. He is the coward he himself despises. He is the same child he looked upon with disgust.
Euphoria is the false plane where we stand, where we feel safe… secure… untouchable. The brother of restraint, both however fail you miserably.
A few inches lie between your lips and the smooth, supple skin of the one you love. Every breath you take includes the sweet scent of her perfume and fills your soul with life. Her hair, fresh with the fragrance of a morning drizzle, slides between your fingers, drops down to your palms and caresses your arms. Her breath, as warm as an embrace, as soft as the feeling of her hands entwined with yours…tickles every inch of your body. Every sound she makes…every move… every whisper, is like the sweetest sonata you will ever hear. Her eyes, closed and wandering… her lashes fluttering like a thousand butterfly wings as a smile slowly curves in her lips…her lips… those you long to touch with your own…those you dream about every time you close your eyes in slumber. Every contact you make with her skin sends an electric surge of sensation that consumes your mind and awakens every nerve… every muscle… every part… coming alive with the life of a thousand doves flying off into the sunrise.
What do you do?
Shall you proceed?
Or restrain yourself?
I thought so…
Welcome to the world of regret.