Limerance, the tag today from RDP, is “the state of being infatuated or obsessed with another person, typically experienced involuntarily and characterized any a strong desire for reciprocation of one’s feelings but not primarily for a sexual relationship.” this post from over a year ago does an adquate job of describing that state, so I’m reblogging it.
I have a penchant for you. You’re my object of desire.
You’ve already lit my embers. No need to fan the fire.
Your conflagration’s handled. There’s a trench around my heart.
I have a backfire all planned out should the ground fires start.
I have an inclination, predilection and a yen.
I know where you are going. I notice where you’ve been.
I won’t admit to stalking. I don’t follow in your wake.
You don’t know I have my eye on you and won’t, for heaven’s sake.
I’m too old for flirting. Too advanced in years for blushes.
I’m twenty years or so beyond midlife schoolgirl crushes.
I don’t go out to hookup bars, to lowlife dives or pubs.
I haven’t yet resorted to senior singles clubs.
But lately I’ve been feeling like my isolation’s stupid,
so I gathered up my courage and signed up for OkCupid.
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