I listened to what I was told but thankfully I took no heed!



By Stanley Collymore

You couldn’t have known unless you were a clairvoyant

that I love you and furthermore have done so from the

very first moment that I set my eyes on you, and in

the bargain how very much so; for apart from my

being too shy to let you know just how I feel it

would have been most surreal on my part to

recklessly and immodestly depart from all

the suggestions and routine, but clearly

expected to sensibly adhere to, advice that I was sternly

given in my pubescent years and also as an attractive

young woman, I was bluntly reminded, growing up

in what is essentially a man’s world, as to how I

should properly behave without ever purposely

compromising myself, yet decidedly not so

offhand in my discretional demeanour of

what I did where unattached men were

concerned as to unforgivably in these

premeditated tactics in which I was

involved inadvertently end up on

the austere shelf of rejection or

as an injudicious, forlorn and

rather discontented spinster.

But extraordinarily, most stimulatingly and absolutely

delightfully you’ve rescued and mercifully saved me

from myself and in this completely new and totally

engrossing situation which you’ve so ingeniously

induced in me I can cheerfully say that in every

conceivable way I can genuinely express I’m

truly blessed and now am not only infinitely

satisfied but also absolutely contented and

without even the slightest vacillation or

reservation can equally attest to be cooperatively,

receptively, contentedly and also permanently

at your behest, and mine of course, readily

transform this discourse we’re enjoyably

having into much more, for I’ve been

well and justly seduced by you and

most impeccably find myself in a

thoroughly delightful trance. So

can I fervently entreat you to

join me in commemorating

the inauguration our new

romance with a dance?

© Stanley V. Collymore

11 April 2016.

Author’s Remarks:

Finding one’s self unexpectedly and seemingly deeply in love can and invariably does provoke a diversity of very powerful and even conflicting emotions that are themselves instigated by and can also be significantly influenced as well by virtue of one’s social upbringing, level of education or none at all, personal experiences and hence how one tends to see the world generally or their personal and familiar portion of it specifically; and these in turn are all salient factors that will finally determine the maturity or otherwise of those who’re directly involved in all of this.

And that’s the rub of the problem; how does one realistically determine the maturity or lack of it and crucially too the good intentions or otherwise of someone, and especially so a virtual stranger or even someone you’ve known for some considerable time probably but never previously had any actual or prospective emotional engagement with who suddenly and unexpectedly says that he or she, who in all logical respects is an utterly unknown quantity to you, wants none the less to seriously get involved with you, and especially if that person in doing so plausibly triggers a reciprocal response since they either knew for sure or else accurately sense that they’ve managed to significantly awaken your own interest in them?

Now while balancing that scenario against a host of other possibilities like for instance that this suitor of yours who is earnestly and amorously plying his or her seductive wares isn’t actually a fraudster with distinct but all the same highly concealed ulterior motives in mind and solely intent on catching you unawares, not completely compos mentis at the time as to what is actually going on and therefore not fully in charge of your mind, what do you do then?

Abandon the whole thing on the wings of a whim stating and even convincing yourself that it isn’t worth the risk; or do you throw caution to the wind as you openly and confidently declare life is for living and consequently you’re going to avidly seize the opportunity presented to you and considerably, courageously and unambiguously embark on something quite excitingly vivacious, and that additionally offers the promising prospect of being sexually, incredibly and emotionally stimulating although entirely new to you, whatever the consequences?

Or instead despondently resort, from a totally objective and impartially observed point of view, to a preferred and therefore chosen role as a willing and wholly compliant slave to pious, discernibly and restrictive social intercourse and puritan conventions to diffidently, cautiously or even fearfully drawing your proverbial horns of social protocol in and instead use them as a convenient and protective wall of defence to supposedly shield you from whatever it is you’re not quite certain of but which nevertheless you circumspectly assume and even believe might have something to do with love; the tendentious notions of exploratory sexual excitement; and possibly too the likelihood of personal commitment, which you feel you’re not yet ready for or actually capable of properly handling?

However, hard as that might seem to be and more demandingly so to satisfactorily reach an appropriate solution to the ultimate assessment of what you eventually do is entirely your own decision, and not least so because it’s your personal life that’s involved! So advisedly I’d say to you, if my opinion were asked, why not take a chance and positively participate in the probably challenging but equally so possibly rewarding Dance of Romance?