They can all coexist. Romance isn’t without love and love isn’t without lust. Expressions and feelings of the heart rule us and everything in between. The way our heart skips a beat at the sight of him…the hitch in our breath as we tarry on thoughts induced by the passion begging to be explored.

Our souls need it. Need to be nourished and entwined within that of another’s…because it is possible we’ve belonged to them since the beginning of time. Time that is endless and repeats—April, May, November hath September. On a twenty-four hour, seven day clock that will tick as long as our heart beats.

We must love and experience the kiss. Not any kiss, but the one you can’t forget. The one you remember years after it happened and prayed it would never end. It was the beginning of a courtship. The romance that filled your human you with hand holding, park walking, toe curling lust and lead to sinful desires of the flesh.

The press of his lips down there…before you moaned in ecstasy is everything in between. It gives light to that other us we cage and reserve for love, romance, and lust.

The three can coexist in harmony or as a well constructed symphony and play for all eternity.