Love Consummated...

Music | These Foolish Things by Johnny Griffin

We were introduced when I was in my mid 20's, so confident, but so unknowing of what the world had to offer. I had just started hitting the gallery scene and art museums, where on occasion, we would serendipitously run into each other. On other occasions, I knew she would be in town, so I made forthright plans to be with her.

She had no time for the young and ignorant. I knew this... I loved her for her appearance, for her reputation... but she was so much more than that.

As I started to begin to appreciate who she was and why she had the attention of men that mattered. It turned out that others I have revered as mentors also took on a love for her as well. I felt honored to be in good company...

Years would go by and she always eluded me and frankly, she was way out of my league.. My thought was, just to be near her was enough. Her reputation was always held in high regard. Anyone in the know, knew she wasn't for just anyone. I knew this and always kept myself at a distance...

I've seen her in the arms of the Masters of their art. Vivacious, brilliant, luminescent... She submitted to them to leave herself totally exposed to who she was. And the beauty she expressed was astounding, like no other...

With decades gone by, comes wisdom. I knew if I were going to be with her, I would have to cull my resources, confidence and let go of the fear. Today was my first time with her. Face to face and supposed equal footing. She relented this time and gave me a hint of her brilliance. I am working on her to call me Master, but I know and she knows she has the upper hand and I have many miles to travel before I earn that respect. We will spend intimate time with each other as I get to know her nuances. I am in for the duration...