A-Z Writing Challenge #7
“Adaptation leads to…”
By Jennifer Kiley
Deep Rooted by Isattar
I am not seeking a new companion. The woman I live with is perfect.
For me this in an exercise in imaginings.
Adaptation leads to going through the process of adapting to a new companion, which at first is similar to crawling up the side of Mount Everest naked. Being of sane mind, I can’t see myself doing something so insane. Completely beyond my scope of relative activity. Desiring to be active, I would turn my attention to walking. Early morning hours brighten the mind with the glow of the sun. Facing East, I receive the most direct contact with the warming rays.
Getting back on topic, adapting to a new companion. Have we decided if the companion is human or animal? I prefer the furry and feathery kind as my first choice. Joining with a human is a tricky matter. Kindness is always a direct way of relating when first acquainting one to another of the speaking kind, wit is often a good way to go.
Lesbians are the humans I would most likely choose, if I wanted a longtime companion in my life; a woman is quite smooth and soft to the touch; and she fits more closely to my own body. Mysterious and amusing would be important for me to seek out in the lesbian with whom I sought out closeness.
Never would I choose a woman who was unkind, too quiet [that can be scary], and secretive; though silence is important. Opening my life, allowing someone in I want to love, is a huge risk. People are strange, when you’re a stranger, faces look ugly when you’re alone.
Quietly, I would retreat if the stranger I met greeted me with the sense of a defeatist attitude. Relatively speaking, I am looking for someone who is understanding, gentle and intelligent; with a great sense of humor and loves a good ranting conversation; no time for small talk in my world.
Searching for love is not the way to find it; true love may feel like a dream to some but partly it is serendipitous, and with luck it is one’s destiny.
Try as I have in the past, wanting to be loved is not as difficult as it appears. Upon meeting a beautiful female stranger, sense out whether there is any attraction; that is a glorious feeling. Verify their intentions go beyond wanting just a one-time sexual encounter [definitely not into that – not a prude, just not my drug of choice], prefer love to be included in expressing intimacy.
Waiting for the wrong person to become right is not the way to go about it either. Xenophobia has creeped into the vernacular, and the hearts of far too many strangers, who prefer to be closed off; but that’s not the way I was created.
Youth and excitement would awaken within me, wanting to be natural and giving when closeness begins to happen; sharing equally in the give and take; allowing the awakening of the deeper, inner emotions to express outwardly.
Zap; if I were fortunate enough to discover her, a new love; it would be like the electric spark of an inner light; I would just know she is the one.
© jk 2015