Cotton... {a blog/short story/something ?}

Touch > Feel
Feel > Touch
Touch = Feel ??

All these years I've a hard time remembering the five human senses. I always count too many. Then I am told "feel" is not one. It's just touch. I've always thought that touching something and feeling a reciprocal energy from it were separate sensations. I could be wrong and the traditional senses could really just stop at see-smell-hear-taste-touch (?? I get it right this time ?? :-) lol). But whenever I hear the cotton commercial chanting "the touch. the feel", I begin my theories on their separateness yet again.

So I journeyed to touch things. Albeit quick, lingered, hard, or soft, I'm going to touch it. And you. And so I learned that there is a "feeling" with every touch. A change in texture, etcetera etcetera. But still: feel also stands alone, as a separate sense, in my opinion. I equated feel to connection. To a change in energy. To an emotion, which that it is, that is SENSED.

I say this because I did not understand this fully until I fell in...intimacy, I should say. Touching and wondering about your partner leaves room for the imagination to run. Room for detachment from the object that is Him/Her. But my fellow lovers, it is almost impossible to feel your partner and remain uninvolved. To remain a separate oneness. When you feel, and I mean feel...well it becomes a feeling you refuse to let go, let lessen, let be shared outside your connection. A feeling that is only meant to grow until it exhausts its potential. A feeling that is sensed harder than any traditional sense Man tries to sell us. So leave it to me and I'll tell: I've got six senses, my good love, and when I put that sixth one on you, you'll feel how it feels to fall in...intimacy, I should say.

*don't mind my wandering thoughts. just come with me*
;-) Noel.
4-10-10

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