I’ve been waiting for you to come and sit here – beside me, behind me, around me. I’ve been waiting for you to be here to hold me; generous arms, craving arms. Never let me go. I’ve been waiting for your love to love on me so my soul could be free. Come on, love on me.
-- lam

Each of us, no matter how busy, successful, or sufficient-as-one we are, wants to be touched, held, and loved on. All of us, at some time or another – if not at all times – require the warmth and connection that being held brings; every one of us needs to be touched in soft and tender ways; and every single one of us wants the sated and complete feeling that comes with being doted and loved on. Whether we acknowledge these longings or not, whether we cover or replace them with work, children and parenting, running a household, church (church?), shopping, etc., at the crux of who we are is the desire to be held and loved on.

In this scribe, being held and loved on is not just a hug from your kid – although that’s probably the greatest hug your ever receive. Instead, this is suggesting the kind of hug that arouses your sensual sense; one that excites your insides, tingles and involuntarily spreads and curls your toes, and causes you to shiver ever so slightly. And while being loved is certainly a pinnacle of life, being loved on – considered, kissed, embraced sensitively, sensually, and passionately – eases parts of the soul that can only be touched when fed in this delicate and adoring manner.

Take an inventory of what’s going on around you. Are you being loved on? Being loved on looks like him putting gas in your car because he knows you hate to; having your need anticipated, not having to ask, simply because she is perceptive and in harmony with you; finding a love note under your pillow; getting a surprise gift just because she knew you’d enjoy it; talking together, shutting out the rest of the world, giving and receiving undivided and involved attention; getting a massage from him just because he loves the way your skin feels in his hand; cuddling a little before the alarm goes off; making love thoughtfully and slowly, amorously tuning in to one another’s sounds and trembles – even if the alarm is going off; and getting a phone call or email that says “You were incredible!”

Ah, being held and loved on... what sensually human thing could be better?

Sadiqqa © 2007