BEARPIECES - THE DUSTYBEAR CHRONICLES - Bk 2 Dustybear Takes A Chance ch 75

CHAPTER SEVENTY FIVE -

THE PERFECT STORM

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There is no surprise more magical than the surprise

of being loved:

It is God's finger on man's shoulder." - Charles Morgan

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The Storm continued, unabated

both inside and out...

Both storms wielding ENORMOUS

force...and power.

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OUTSIDE, the lightning CRACKLED...

Cloud to cloud

cloud to ground

It's AWESOME POWER tangible...visible,

in the darkened sky.

INSIDE, the lightning CRACKLED too...

Person to person

and back

IT'S AWESOME POWER tangible...visible

and equal to that which was flashing through the

sky OUTSIDE.

THUNDERING...both inside and out.

ROCKING the house from without and within.

Mother Nature in all her breathtaking power...

Love in all it's breathtaking power...

Fitting almost, seemingly...that it should all be
going on simultaneously.

I could SEE the flashes,
and HEAR the rumbling
OUTSIDE...

I could FEEL the flashes,
and SENSE the rumbling..

of two hearts
INSIDE...

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We stood at the window for the longest time...

just looking out...at the wonder...of the storm...

Rico pressed HARD against my back...

his long torso...TIGHT...

his long arms encircling me...

each of us with a coffee mug in one hand...

but scarcely noticing them...

I could feel his power to be sure...

and yes...his passion,
obvious in ITS intensity...
in a way...

And yet,
I could feel his gentleness too.

Perhaps his sensitive, creative side.....

I have always loved that side of Rico.

It's not that I don't love his
'TAKE CHARGE'

no-nonsense side too...

His 'LETS GO FOR IT BEAR...
GET IT DONE and go on' side.

His ability to FOCUS on something

with an intensity almost beyond reason,

and similar to MY ability to do the same...

AND YET...
be able to multi-task almost to perfection

even BETTER than I....

and his drop-dead funny side too.

His crazy slapstick zany nutsy funny side..

SUCH a good match to my own....

NOT a duplicate...

a COMPLEMENT...

virtually, a compliment as well....

Even his insecure side too...

his vulnerable side...

ALMOST...but NOT quite...masked...

by his defensive barrier...

which I am privileged to be able to
see AROUND...

That place where he keeps his pain, and past hurts..

and his....longing....for something better...

his HUNGER...for FREEDOM...from the childhood...

the uncaring and unsympathetic parents..

the brothers who loved him....

Ryan and Rusty...

although caring...about him...

but never truly understanding him...

and I surmise that they still don't....

AND, from the aloneness he has always felt...

perhaps...a bit like Jonathan..Brenda's Father...

TRULY, an anomaly in his own family...

YEP...

ALL his sides....

Yeh..I did..and DO...love them ALL....

and his MIND....

GOD that boi has a QUICK mind...

always thinking...

a tribute to his upbringing perhaps...

but there it is...

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WE STOOD...

lost...

in our thoughts..

in the storm... raging...outside..

in the storm...raging...INSIDE

and for some strange reason...

that I don't EVEN BEGIN to understand...

SOMETHING....was happening...

something...FINAL...

something...FINALLY....settling itself...

as we stood there..

LOCKED together...

our bodies, our hearts, and our emotions..

merged...

almost ONE...

I could feel it....

oh yes I could...

I could tell that Rico did too...

I almost expected to hear a CLUNK...

as SOMETHING...kinda...dropped...into place...

like a padlock...

or a deadbolt...or sumfin...

and in a way...I THINK......I DID...

WEIRD.....

but...there it is...

All of a sudden, as if that were EVEN...

REMOTELY possible....

He pulled me TIGHTER to him...

giving me the feeling of being COMPLETELY SURROUNDED

by this boi....

Then he stood...leaning down....

he, kissing the side of my neck...

softly...gently....

right below my right ear....

the little tip of his tongue...

just BARELY...grazing my skin..

His soft lips...moving slowly..sensuously...

along my neck...

I could FEEL....NOTHING...but Rico...

I could HEAR...NOTHING...but his heart....

and mine..

beating TOGETHER...

yep...

Something went CLUNK...

and that was that...

PERIOD...

FINIS...

SAYONARA...

END OF DISCUSSION...

and we BOTH knew it...

Then, all of a sudden...

off in the distance...

I saw it...

a piece of sky....BLUE....sky......

VERY....

INTENSELY...BLUE....

contrasted against the darker gray of the clouds

just ahead...

THEN.......

I KNEW....

THE STORM....was moving on....

slowly....but deliberately...

It had done its work...

and now it was moving on...

and NOTHING would EVER be QUITE the same again...

It would perhaps continue...somewhere else...

but HERE?

The storm...PERFECT...in its intensity...

was moving on...

and in its wake...

a sense of newness that you COULD SEE...

a gleam of sunshine...through the clouds...

the water GLISTENING on the tips of the grass...

YEP..NEWNESS...

peacefulness...

BEAUTY...

A settled QUIETNESS....

AND, THEN...

as we stood looking out...

I saw it...

a misty-tinged glistening tableau....

out by the edge of the porch steps...

Two little flowers...probably the first of the Spring...

beginning to gently slowly open...

Rico saw them too...

and his lips just stopped...on my skin..

on the side of my neck...

our two heads resting together...

our cheeks pressed together....

as we watched those two little flowers..

begin.....to BLOOM...

Rico reached around gently...softly...

and began to stroke a teardrop...

that had begun to fall..from my eye...

Reaching his hand around,

he...took the tip of that finger...

and put it on his tongue....

"Hoodlum...will...ALWAYS>..

take your tears...Bear..."

He whispered in my ear...

"Take them..and put them...

where you can't see them..

The sadness...and the hurt too..Bear...

ALL OF IT....

and...FOREVAH...BEAR...

FOREVAH.....

You will ALWAYS have ME...."

I turned my head slightly...

so as to look at my hoodlum...

as his lips gently moved onto mine...

SOOO SOFT....TENDERLY....

I almost fainted.....

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YEP

the PERFECT STORM...

and now...WE, like Nature..

had become NEW again...

Maybe, like those two little flowers...

NOW.....WE could BLOOM....

TOGETHER.......

After The Rain*....

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"The moments of happiness we enjoy take us by surprise.

It is not that we seize them, but that they seize us."

- Ashley Montagu

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*"AFTER THE RAIN"

Music and Lyrics by Dustybear

COPYRIGHT C 2005 DUSTYBEAR

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All of the characters and events depicted herein are purely fictional.

Any similarity to any person or persons or events in actual existence are unintentional,

and purely coincidental



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