Damn, I wish I was your lover...

Because I think music is the most influential art in the world (and no, I'm not biased) I was thrilled to see a list of 20 Great Lesbian Love Songs at Curvemag.com - Read, create a playlist, listen and sink into the gloriousness of woman love:

http://www.curvemag.com/Curve-Magazine/Web-Articles-2010/20-Great-Lesbian-Love-songs/

I melt...

Your love is my drug...

Have you ever had an absolutely electric kiss? Something that just sparks and shocks the deepness within you? A kiss that you know will never be replicated with anyone else except that one person?

I know everyone has to have at least one kiss like that and some people may have had many. It was like that for me with Curly. Our very first kiss was, like kissing me. It was exactly how I wanted to be kissed and exactly what a perfect kiss in my mind felt like. That one little kiss had more electricity, more zest and feriocity in it than with any other person I had or have kissed. Every kiss was like that with Curly. Even the pecks on the cheek, or the quick kiss goodbye in the morning. She was like a drug. A very potent drug that could cure anything.

I'm longing for a kiss like that. One that knocks me off my feet. Something I can feel in every part of my body. I've been technically single for almost 7 months, and stopped having those kisses for about 5 and half months (as lesbians do.)You would think that with all the women I have dated, kissed, slept with, I would find at least one kiss with half that passion.

Not to toot my own horn, but I've been told by a lot of people I'm a good kisser. My closest friends, with whom I've spent some time making out with have both informed me that I am the best kisser they've come across. I don't know if I should be horribly flattered or just sad for them that a kiss with no emotional attachment for me could be from the best kisser they've encountered.

I guess my question is: Where is the raw spark and physicality of emotion in kisses? Is it really that hard to find? Are there a serious lack of perfect kisses in the world?

Let me end my post with a quote (which I feel accurately describes the kiss I am talking about) from one of my favorite books of all time, The Princess Bride:

"There have been five great kisses since 1642 B.C., when Saul and Delilah Korn's inadvertant discovery swept across Western civilization. (Before then couples hooked thumbs.) And the precise rating of kisses is a terribly difficult thing, often leading to great controversy, because although everyone agrees with the formula of affection times purity times intensity times duration, no one has ever been completely satisfied with how much weight each element should recieve. But on any system, there are five that everyone agrees deserve full marks.

Well, this one left them all behind."

Until the drama continues...

If you could only, say what you need to say...

So Ginger is having problems. She is head over heels for this girl who won't show her emotions in any way shape or form. The problem? Ginger is the same way. For the first time, she's opened up and taken on the role of the "expresser." It's confusing and strange to her and she hates being exposed.

First questions: Do we just adapt to situations? If there are two non-expressers in a relationship, will one fold eventually and just blurt everything out?

I myself am not an expresser when in a relationship or after going on a date with someone. I will readily express my interest in a person, either telling them flat out "I like you" or by flirting incessantly. However, once I've opened up that much, I rarely continue.

It's caused issues in my past. Curly would often ask what I was thinking about and I rarely told her. This would either be because it was too heavy for the moment or because it was something completely ridiculous and people usually ask "I'd love to know how your mind comes up with this shit" and it embarrasses me. My first girlfriend, a fellow Aries, we'll call her Aries, would constantly ask what I was thinking, or to tell her something romantic. It slowly started to annoy me so much that one evening, after a long steamy sex session she turned to me and asked "Tell me something romantic?" As I was tired, wanting to sleep, and just annoyed by the question, I slowly turned to her and whispered in her ear "Cheeseburger." Aries literally kicked me out of bed and refused to let me back in. I gently reminded her it was my room.

Second questions: I guess what I'm saying is, to what extent are the mind's thoughts to be spoken about? Is it really necessary to consistently ask what is going on in your partner's mind? Or can we all just chill and realize, if we want to say something, we will?

Until the drama continues...