Without a mind, one cannot love.

I'm a thinking sort of lover. In that I put my mind into the relationship. I become a poet. Yes, a poet of love. I allow my mind to dominate. Even more than the physical act. I've learned that love must be mindful to be real love. One must think love. Every day. Because the mind elevates the spirit. Makes for real passion. Real emotion. One must dream about love. Employ the imagination. Write a sonnet. Write a poem. Write a love letter. A loving, mindful thought. Counts more than physical touch. It all counts. But to varying degree. Without a mind, one cannot love. --Jim Broede