I want you to get swept away out there. I want you to levitate. I want you to…sing with rapture and dance like a dervish. Be deliriously happy, or at least leave yourself open to be. I know it’s a cornball thing. But love is passion, obsession, someone you can’t live without. I say, fall head over heels. Find someone you can love like crazy and who will love you the same way back. How do you find him? Well, you forget your head, and you listen to your heart. And I’m not hearing any heart. ‘Cause the truth is, honey, there’s no sense living your life without this. To make the journey and not fall deeply in love, well, you haven’t lived a life at all. But you have to try, ’cause if you haven’t tried, you haven’t lived.” – Anthony Hopkins role as “Bill Parrish” in the movie Meet Joe Black, heart to heart father/daughter talk

Love is a crazy, dizzy thing. Sometimes it’s all so beautiful I can hardly stand it. I want to capture it. So I take a photograph. To make time stand still. I freeze the moment for all eternity and hang that memory on a wall. But then that doesn’t seem like enough. The photograph allows me to recall that exact same vision I once had, but it doesn’t give me the movement. The way that one strand of hair kept blowing across her face, attempting to unite with her bottom lip. Or the way the early morning sunlight pardoned the rain, reflecting and dancing across the small of her back from the dusty windowpane.

There is video, but not even film can capture how the scent of her perfume and the warmth of her body lingers on my sheets, skin, and soul. Even with all the modern marvels of technology, you can’t completely recreate the image, the movement, the sensation, or the emotion tied to it all. I realize I can’t capture time the way she’s captured my heart, but I still want to live in that moment forever. I don’t want to ever forget how big she smiled, how sexy she danced, how long she laughed, how sweet she smelled, or how she made me fly. So what do I do?

I pull her close to me and hold her. Hold it. So I can remember this moment before it slips away. It makes me sad that moments like these pass as quickly as they came. And then it hits me. I may lose this very moment in time, but there will be plenty more moments in the future to live! That is the moment I smile. The moment I exhale.

I think Louis Armstrong sums up my feelings best on love, life, and all the beauty surrounding both.

“What A Wonderful World” by Louis Armstrong
I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.

I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.

The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shaking hands saying how do you do
They’re really saying I love you.

I hear babies cry, I watch them grow
They’ll learn much more than I’ll never know
And I think to myself what a wonderful world
Yes I think to myself what a wonderful world.

It’s amazing how much beauty there is in the world. But what’s really amazing is I never seem to take notice of any of it until I’m falling in love. That is clarity. Discovering she has made my world wonderful and made me deliriously happy.

All You Need Blogger: David Stehle

He’s had some good romances, some bad romances, and most likely too many one-night stands. A few months ago David decided to tear up his heart and shut it down. He had a manwhore relapse. Today, he stays open…because you never know when lightening will strike! David is the Founder of a Network Security Consulting company by day and blogs at The Rest Is Still Unwritten by night, with the love of a Bulldog by his side. Follow him on Twitter @davidstehle

Song: Louis Armstong – What A Wonderful World