Dear Lover #5

This is part of a series I started writing elsewhere. I decided to start cross-posting them to this blog as well.

Dear Lover,

I’ve been in “hopeless romantic” mood all weekend. I’ve watched three different movies since yesterday morning that have centered around relationships between two guys. This isn’t typical of me, but I guess I’m just in that state of mind where I want to be reminded that such love and tenderness really can exist.

The last movie I watched — in fact, I just finished it mere minutes ago — was a nice British film called “Beautiful Thing.” It was slow in places (which seems to be common in just about every British film I’ve watched), but it was a wonderful and touching story. It was about two teenage boys who were neighbors and their struggles as they discovered they loved one another, but had to deal with all of the difficulties in pursuing a relationship.

The scene that really touched me, though (well, other than the scene where Jaime rubbed creme into the welts on Ste’s back and told him he was quite attractive) was the final scene. This is the scene where Ste and Jaime end up slow dancing in the middle of the square near their home. As they start to dance, a crowd starts to gather round them, and Jaime’s mother and another neighbor (also female) end up joining the young lovers, dancing one another. And as they danced, the four of them talked back and forth, laughing (mainly about what Ste’s abusive father would have to say if he was there to see the scene) and just enjoying one another while the crowd watched in wonder.

I’d love to be a part of a scene like that with you, Lover. There was a tender intimacy and sweet love wrapped up into it. It’s something that could never be expressed half as adequately in all the grandiose “romantic dates” and nights of passionate lovemaking in the world. It’s a gentle beauty and sense of serenity that can only come from those small, simple things, those moments that create a perfect moment of intimacy and love simply by the fact that they are an instant of absolutely sweet and genuine togetherness. I long for those moments, and I revel in the thought of someday finding them with you.

Fondly yours,
–Jarred.

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