Love is behind the clouds?

Love is behind the clouds?

A Story by paul sal.....
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fiction is non fiction

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  It was cloudy and drizzly one day in the life of one young man's springtime. He had been without the revelation of physical love for nearly twenty one of his twenty one years.                                                                                 His self rationalization for this omission from rational behavior was his belief that physical love was the logical extension of emotional love.Love led to love, emotional love was followed by the embodiment of the body, the closest of the closest possible ways to share the glory of sharing love.                                                                     He, however, became frustrated and self doubting when he reached the spring time of his life. Was emotional love going to appear so he could experience it's physical aspect?                                                                      He began to place more priority on attaining the physical plateau.He knew this approach was wrong but his abstinence was driving him crazy. He had to conquer his self doubt.                                                                        He returned to college one spring time day, after taking a one semester sabbatical, determined to reach the physical plateau.                                                                                                                                                 He met a girl. He wasn't physically attracted to her because she was over weight but, she took notice of him and he latched onto the opportunity . His mind knew his thoughts weren't emanating from his heart, but his mind was supplanted by the need to learn the mystery of sex.                                                                                 He      spent time with this girl and discovered she was very smart and caring and she truly cared for him. He became confused about his feelings for her for he still only had one goal and his heart was aching from the deception.  Was he starting to care for her?                                                                                                                                  It was a cloudy and drizzly day when he went to his room and found her laying on his bed.He knew this was the time but, wasn't quite sure how to spend it.                                                                 He lay down beside her for what seemed like eternity, fumbling for the secrete. He finally entered the gate of humanity and found he couldn't contain himself,but it was enlightening!                                                               He explained to her that he had to go outside and rediscover the earth, she seemed  to understand.                   He bolted out the dormitory doors and ran across the field. He was full of energy and life and, understanding.    He did,however, run around in convoluted circles  as if searching for an elusive truth. He ran through the woods, along the canal, and up onto large boulders and lay there .                                                                                   Then the clouds separated and the sun shown upon him . It was then he realized that his quest, though fulfilled,was empty   because he realized that love of the heart was the future and his treachery to this girl was unforgivable .Once again,the rain began to fall.                  

© 2014 paul sal.....


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Great write, genuine, flow of narration optimum, congrats

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paul sal.....

10 Years Ago

thank you you should get a prize or something for you are the 100 th person to read this and the .. read more
Linda alexander

10 Years Ago

You welcome, take care

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Brentwood, NY



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Just a simple human wondering why we live in such turmoil and working in a small way to make it better....I like cats stevens, mozaart, neil young, beethoven, harry chapin, ernest chausson, passenger,.. more..

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