博客來This is a love story about lust of the heart and soul, not about the lust of the physical body. Lust is when you love only what you see with your eyes. Love is when you lust for what is inside a person.
Love is the most misunderstood word in world. It is just a clich d term mostly mistaken for physical intimacy. This is so sadly mistaken because love is not about dating or desiring someone physically and sexually. Love is not just about having someone whom you can label as your boyfriend or girlfriend. It is not about having sex to fulfill your sexual desires or fantasies.
My introduction to Mashalany's magic is powerful and intoxicating. I was a butterfly until he caught me in his net paralyzed, unable, and unwilling to escape. I am totally his. He is like the wind--I can't see him but I can feel him.
Mashalany touches my heart without touching my body. My heart melts with just his voice saying my name.
Infatuation or physical lust is a short-term gratification and offers nothing worth saving. Infatuation is temporary and blind; it will also shatter because it is fragile. The heart and soul is all-seeing and accepting of each blemish and flaw. The heart and soul is real strength for endurance during painful, challenging times.
Mashalany has awakened my soul, and he started the fire in my heart--I crave for more. He proves intimacy is not purely physical, his dominant connectivity is deep into my soul. Mashalany defines the true meaning of love. He proves heart and soul is not an impetuous passion. He shows the element of calm that looks beyond mere externals with great wisdom, devotion, and discrimination that is real and abiding. He is selfless, yet ready for sacrifice. I was overwhelmed by his patience and gradual victory of penetrating my heart and soul.
Mashalany touched my life--I'm privileged. Mashalany touched my heart -I'm blessed. Mashalany touched my mind--I'm honored. Mashalany touched my soul--I have received victory and triumph. And Mashalany touched my spirit for a miracle.
