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When I was seven years old, my biological father had a girl friend by the name of Margo. Margo was a mother to me between the ages of four to eight (I know she provided me with the motherly energy that is truly needed during those years). She was a dark skinned sista who wore her hair natural (reminds me of the wife and sister of Osiris). She had a round face to match her hips and was truly a feminine soul. Margo had a daughter who was a few years younger then me, and a mini version of herself. Anyway, we lived in Fresno, CA, where the weather is hot with hardly any humidity. On one of those sweat-filled days, Margo took me and her daughter Mashona to a local thrift store. Margo would spend hours looking throw vintage clothing while Mashona and I played within the racks and bins.
I recall chasing Mashona in a full sprint and when I turned a corner, there she was, love at first sight! I still can't figure out what ethnicity she was. I'd say average height, neither Black nor White. She wore her hair down with long thick black curls. Her face presented the softest feminine features. She smelled of "honey suckles" and I couldn't leave her side. She was kind enough to indulge my infatuation until Margo forced me to leave her. This woman had beauty to the second power, and a smooth comforting voice. I know that is why femininity is such a turn on for me. She wore a loose fitting skirt that lay resting at her ankles and a sleeveless blouse that bared her arms and shoulders.
Many people have different definitions of "Love." Some believe that love is an attraction based on sexual desire. Others would say love is affection based on admiration. My favorite definition is based on an unselfish loyal and benevolent concern for the good of another combined with mental and physical passion. As an adult I cannot see myself ever drowning in that type of emotion at first sight yet I do believe that "Love" can happen instantaneously. However my issues and skepticisms always persuade me otherwise.
The reason why I pose this question is probably easier for the subjective mind to answer. I've been contradicting my own behavior for many years now. I wake up daily in pursuit of achievement, telling myself that my blessing will present itself when I least expect it. I'll be engulfed with my daily obligations and bang! Love will present herself with a comforting voice and feminine features. Then I realize how truly afraid of love I am and that my mythical desire will remain such if I don't open my heart for a more realistic scenario.
So, do you believe in love at first sight? Whatever your answer may be, continue the thought and ask yourself if you are hiding within a scenario that prevents you from having your most desired reality.