Review of Dreams of Love

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Recently, a Lawyer read my book, Dreams of Love, and had some questions, and was confused about a few things. What stood out to me from his comments was about the story Hot Air Balloon. He specifically said: “what the hell is going through the lady’s mind when she gets this guy to actually take her on a balloon ride based on essentially a promissory note of sex in the air, and then flip suddenly like she did?”

Well, my response? Guys do it all the time. They make promises and speak lies just to get what they want, and then act like what they said meant nothing; hot air! Hence, the title of the story.

In the story, when she is turning him down, the guy says “we will never get this chance again.” Once he sees that he cannot change her mind, he says “we’ll have to take this ride again.” It is interesting that he did not notice that, but was critical of the female.

We all know guys do it all the time, so they should respect it when girls do it! Although she did not do it on purpose. She did want to be close to him, she was attracted to him, and yes she does love sex, but she did not feel comfortable going that far, so quickly. A man must be able to respect that, bottom line!

The lawyer said, “men are dogs, women shouldn’t play like that”. Well let me tell you, men are NOT dogs. They should learn self control. This is the age old patriarchal excuse for men in our society. It is time to change. You men are Not dogs, you are honorable human beings, as are women.

I am not saying it is ideal to play with words like that, this is just to make a point. As the lawyer said, men don’t understand women, well that is because there isn’t any communication. With that mentality; preconceived expectations, there isn’t any room for open, respectful and comfortable communication.

Let us not indulge in the idea that men are from mars and women are from venus. Let’s make a real effort to improve our relationships, by communicating to understand, and not for advancing our personal agendas.

Dreams of Love is available in paperback and ebook: Dreams of Love

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Review of Dreams of Love

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Thank you  ~ MaryAnn Koopmann

“Completely different writing styles complement each other beautifully to form a flow of positive consciousness that is sure to brighten anyone’s day. The poetry in here was the absolute best to delve into. The romance poet in this book really knows her romance.

Mostly, this is beautiful creative writing with a sensual theme. There is a nurturing quality to the lust, a beautiful connection between souls and an almost spiritual element in the union of lovers in a comforting embrace and heartfelt connection.

I found many of these poems were dipped in pleasure, but still retained an element of comfort. This is the type of book you can read at night before you go to bed and it may even produce beautiful dreams of the person you love.

She is a master at creating stories around life’s human experiences of hopes, dreams, disappointments, regret, and tragedy. She writes through the eyes and ears of each of her characters with clarity and vision.”

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Leaves of Grass

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I first read this poem in Paulo Coelho’s novel The Winner Stands Alone and I fell in love with it completely. Here I share it for you all to read:

Whoever you are holding me now in hand,
Without one thing all will be useless,
I give you fair warning before you attempt me further,
I am not what you supposed, but far different.

Who is he that would become my follower?
Who would sign himself a candidate for my affections?
The way is suspicious, the result uncertain, perhaps destructive,

You would have to give up all else, I alone would expect
to be your sole and exclusive standard,
Your novitiate would even then be long and exhausting,
The whole past theory of your life and all conformity to the lives
around you would have to be abandon’d,
Therefore release me now before troubling yourself any further,
let go your hand from my shoulders,
Put me down and depart on your way.

~ Walt Whitman

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Lover’s Den

Dante Alighieri’s Paradise. Illustrated by Gustave Doré

A bright sun radiates and shines, warming their skin as they walk on the sand, hand in hand. Bare feet, rhythmic steps, in tune with each other, watching the waves dance and sing a melodic tune that plays God’s symphony.

Eros looks at Amora as she looks out to the horizon, the endless tranquil horizon. Curious thoughts pass through his mind. What is she thinking about so deep in her thoughts? What is so important to her? Is she not happy with all the love I give her? What more could anybody want besides the full devotion of a loved one?

Amora smiles, sensing his attention on her, turns around and looks at him. He smiles at her beautiful face; their hearts smile along. Enamored by his beauty, she kisses the lips, decorating his entire face in her loving kisses. Eros seizes her pulling her close, squeezing her body against his and giving her the longest kiss. In love, they smile and continue walking down the ocean shore.

Amora looks at Eros, looking out into the distance, curious thoughts pass through her head. What is my love thinking about? Is there anyone else in his heart besides me? Why is he so distant sometimes? Can’t he see how much I love him? He looks at her before she finishes her thought, sweeps her, lifting her up, and spins her with the music in the air. She runs to the water as he puts her down, looking back at Eros, beckoning his call.

The water caresses her feet, sending cold chills to her spine. Eros runs after Amora in a chase, splashing through the water in desperate anticipation—running and playing, so free and wild, smiling and laughing, in each other’s hearts. Lost in a space without limits or walls, recreating the dream in their souls of their first encounter. Without hesitation, he charges to her, capturing her in a frenzy, forcing her to the ground, pinning her down.

The waves wash over them, bathing their clothes and skin in cool caresses. The sun sets in her hair, shimmering rays reflect off her face. He kisses her neck, her chest, hearing the pounding of her heart screaming the sounds of her love that resonate through his lips into his heart.

Engulfed in warmth and wetness, their bodies vibrate to each other’s sounds. He glimpses at her dreamy face, off in a distant place. He wonders why she’s in a daze, what mazes her face, just as she looks at his face, “I love you” she says. “I love you” he says, embracing each other as the earth embraces them in their love.

The sounds of those three magical words set their bodies into a symphony of love, drifting them into God’s aria, harmonizing endless musical masterpieces.

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© 2013 Dreams of Love

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My Man

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Dine me, wine me, caress me,
treat me like a queen,
shower me with compliments,
tell me there’s no one like me,
tell me I’m your woman,
your one and only woman,
your Queen
your Goddess,
your ecstasy,
lavish me in my femininity.
Wanting so desperately to please my Man,
My Hero, my Master, my God.
Keep him coming for more,
keep him wanting and needing me more.

©2013 Dreams of Love

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God and the Devil

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“Music isn’t just something that comforts or distracts us, it goes beyond that – it’s an ideology.  You can judge people by the kind of music they listen to.”
~ Paulo Coelho, The Witch of Portobello

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“Man needs what’s worst in him in order to achieve what’s best in him.”
~ Paulo Coelho, The Devil and Miss Prym 

Images ©The Witch of Portobello.
Paulo Coelho’s Experimental Film The Witch of Portobello, based on his best-selling book of the same name.

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