The ultimate pleasure.

I like to dabble. To try this and that. To feel my way through life. I know how to explore. Worthwhile pursuits. Such as falling in love. People tell me that can be very risky. That one can be hurt. But I've had two true loves. One died. And it hurt for a while. But, oh, the benefits. In some ways, love lasts forever. Makes me more whole. Turns me on. Having a true love makes a difference. Gives purpose and meaning to life. And pleasure. I suppose there's such a thing as infatuation. With things mistaken for love. For instance, one can be drawn to money or power or politics. I differentiate. That's not love. Brings a form of pleasure. But it's more diversion. Not the ultimate pleasure. True love. --Jim Broede