What is the most romantic moment of your life?

Submitted by addymark on Fri, 2010-02-26 01:52
Male - Female Issues

My boyfriend and I were in a deserted stairwell, and the light was shining from the outdoors right onto where we were... It was the same first stairwell we hugged at, and this time, we hugged too, but it was like making out without the kissing, and I felt so overwhelmed and dizzy. We were almost about to kiss, but I felt drained.

Submitted by hotspring on Sat, 2010-02-27 18:35.

Probably this upcoming week. I'm planning a redezvous on a bed of moss.

Submitted by Poet on Sat, 2010-02-27 19:10.

we were having a so-so meal. We looked at the dessert menu and neither of us was inspired. My wife suddenly said, "Do you think Ghirardelli's is still open?" We had shared a giant chocolate sundae there the previous day. We paid the bill and hoofed it as fast as we could to get across town. I have never run that fast before or since. I wasn't even sure where we were going, but we got there with a full ten minutes to spare. Panting and out of breath, I asked if they'd still serve us. They took one look at us and said, "Sure!"

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Submitted by Poet on Sun, 2010-02-28 05:09.

It was a quiet summer night in the city. Hand in hand, we walked through the neighborhood. We had moved in only a few months previously, so it was still new to us. We were talking about the future, not in a what do we have to do tomorrow kind of way, more like I wonder what's in store for us. The air was full of emotion. Things were about to change. We knew it. We had planned for it. We wanted it. But still, we knew that we would never be the same again. The next day, our first child was born.

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Submitted by hotspring on Sun, 2010-02-28 19:56.

This evening tops it: my love made a healthy and lightly steamed spring vegetable soup. I washed the dishes and walked upstairs to lie down on the bed to stretch my low back. He came up and asked if he could help me stretch. Then we lay on the bed making out and watching a slow and tender warmth build between us. We rocked one another and sighed sounds of delight and caressed and rubbed eachothers shoulders and hips instinctively, a combined sort of romantic physical therapy with clothes on. We discussed our intentions around fertility for this new cycle (no conception) and how to help one another stop from going over the edge.

Then he asked me if I would like to go take a walk to the fire burning in the meadow, where a large tree stump was being burned away. We walked across the broad expanse of field, under a huge sky resplendent with a few sharp stars and the blinding moon. Adding wood to the coals, we made out some more in front of the kindling fire and then undressed, then made exquisite and gentle love with me sitting upright on a tree stump. Wild animals scratched around in the brush behind us. Smoke filled our hair and coated our skin with scent. The warmth of the fire was soothing enough to lounge between cycles of lovemaking, before we found a stillpoint, put our clothes back on, and walked home.

Submitted by Rockhardington on Sun, 2010-02-28 20:12.

I cant remember the most romantic moment of my life because that would probably be with my ex and I cant remember it. But this week I felt pretty good about a lady. It was momentary, but it gave me a good feeling.

A girl I like walks into class. She walks toward me to get to her seat and I look up to see her eyes piercing at me and she has a healthy and beautiful smile. I smile back and keep eye contact with her for a second and she greets me warmly. I feel her closeness, warmth, and comfort with me when she walks by me. I respond in the same warm tone that she gave me. Afterwards I just focused on my work for the rest of the class and did not interact with her, maybe out of fear or insecurity. But it was memorable and somewhat romantic.