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The following is from the 151 writings on love, intimacy and the path to inner peace from David's book, Phoenix Soul: One Man's Search for Love & Inner Peace © 1998 David Essel

My Experience with You

I have experienced so much with you so soon
I have opened to you without hesitation
And now I might lose you
Even though I never had you

Emotions can be so brutal
It's the reason we hold them inside
I've been reluctant to express them
Until now, they were the stuff I had to hide

When I met you, though, something changed
My secretive side came out
My whole life was rearranged
The emotions I never knew were now part of my every breath

I could write to you in a moment's notice
Reflections that really made sense
I trusted you so completely
And was willing to be so vulnerable

Then I got scared
What if this person leaves me?
Can I stand the thought of that?
After exposing things so deep, I got scared

Did I fall to fast?
Did I risk too soon?
Was I too persistent?
Should I hold back now?

I must laugh at my insecurities
And realize my humanness
But I still reach out to you
My baby, my princess

My experiences were real with you
My love so intense
That's what I want out of life
That's what I got with you

I am always in your moment
I notice each kiss
Soft, sensuous and with a purpose
A love that is permanent

Like kids, with electricity
Our feelings, shared in love
Fragile as fine china
A real gift from the heavens above

My deepest wish is to share
A life with your love
Knowing where I am
Wanting you with me always

A giant leap?
A small step?
I hold you in the highest sense
I hold you like a princess

With love, real love, comes pain
Without one we cannot appreciate the other
With love, though, we spread our wings
With love, we experience each other