As we craft our HEA stories , do you ever wonder what happens to passion a few years later?
Truthfully, the initial bloom–or the “I-can’t-wait-to-rip-your-clothes-off– fades. The honeymoon phase, lust, or whatever term you wish to use, either mellows or the relationship ends. Life just doesn’t let us stay at that highly emotional (and physical) state.
On the other hand, I don’t want to write or read about a couple who are so comfortable together that bodily functions are blasé. I’m pretty sure that a farting contest would not make it past an editor. Belching is a major turn off always. And watching a bunch of guys try to pee over a pickup–or the farthest–I’m just glad it wasn’t MY truck.
Without passion, what would a relationship be? Dull Boring Lifeless! I know I would throw the book down. I’ve got enough ho-hum in my world (okay, not really as it seems to be crammed full at the moment) that when I read, I want to experience that “can’t wait to get naked with you.”
Passion is needed in our work, in the world we create, and in our souls.