Lust or Passion?

LUST –noun
1.intense sexual desire or appetite.
2.uncontrolled or illicit sexual desire or appetite; lecherousness.
3.a passionate or overmastering desire or craving (usually fol. by for): a lust for power.
4.ardent enthusiasm; zest; relish: an enviable lust for life.
5.Obsolete.
a. Pleasure or delight.
b. Desire; inclination; wish.
–Verb (used without object)
6.to have intense sexual desire.
7.to have a yearning or desire have a strong or excessive craving (often fol. by for or after).


Passion–noun
1.any powerful or compelling emotion or feeling, as love or hate.
2.strong amorous feeling or desire; love; ardor.
3.strong sexual desire; lust.
4.an instance or experience of strong love or sexual desire.
5.a person toward whom one feels strong love or sexual desire.
6.a strong or extravagant fondness, enthusiasm, or desire for anything: a passion for music.
7.the object of such a fondness or desire: Accuracy became a passion with him.
8.an outburst of strong emotion or feeling: He suddenly broke into a passion of bitter words.
9.violent anger.
10.the state of being acted upon or affected by something external, esp. something alien to one's nature or one's customary behavior (contrasted with action).

It was like time had stood still and we had know each other forever. I had expected awkward moments of silence in the beginning. I spent the plane ride rehearsing conversation starters, diversionary comments to change the direction of conversation, witty comments to ease possible tension. It was almost like I was rehearsing for a motivational comic routine. The night before I examined and re-examined was I was going to wear and what I should bring, I was like a boy scout, ready for anything, preparing for the worst but hoping for the best.
Finally the moment of truth, and nothing! We slipped right into conversation, although my heart was racing, my mind was relieved. We had gone into our second date like it was our twelfth. Our first stop in our "date" was lunch, we had gone back and forth as to where we should go, and finally settled on a restaurant that was familiar to me. If asked what we discussed at lunch, I would honestly have to say that I have not the foggiest. That time was spent going between being mesmerized by her eyes and contagious laugh, pinching myself trying to confirm that I was actually there. As we walked hand in hand, we attracted gazes of many after all she is stunning. There were many conversations about us, from the valets to the bartenders. One bartender in particular, was flatteringly obvious about it. Apparently he had hit on Summer before but was unsuccessful; it sucks to be you buddy!
Our days were spent eating, shopping and flirting with each other. Like two teenagers in love, we wreaked havoc in the city with not a care in the world. The nights, fine cuisine, expensive cocktails, and passion fueled by weeks of lust. So what was it? Were we to believe those that said it would just last a couple weeks? Were we just trying to prove them wrong? Since then we have faced many challenges, my overworked corporate life that took me to Europe in another time zone did not help. What were these insecurities we were feeling? Were we drifting apart, or were our feelings for each other growing stronger? Well fear not my haters, we have already planned our next date, and our feelings are stronger than ever. We are shaping our future so please step aside. Lust or passion? A little bit of both and a whole lot more!
Mark (aka McDreamy and Devils Advocate)