night owl and poker

i so adore night owl. he calls me late (his time) last night to talk, and i find this so endearing. lets face it, everything about night owl is endearing. and it is so curious that i am attracted to this quality in him.

i am charmed by his innocence, which i suspect isnt that innocent. his purity is very alluring. he keeps his word which makes me trust him little by little. what turns me on the most, however, is his knowledge of and belief in God. i am so twisted.

last night, we watch poker together, and he explains to me some rules about texas hold 'em. the mental aspect of poker seduces me to watching more of it this morning when i wake up. next time im invited to play, i think ill sit in on a hand or twenty.

it becomes easier now to talk to him. i am no longer self-conscious of the words i choose or the topics we discuss. before, i stay away from sex or anything that has to do with my past experiences because i do not want to scare him or turn him off. now, i tiptoe closer to the subject of them.

last night, i discover more to this boy in age who is really a man in wisdom. he knows himself well, and i want to help him discover a side of him that he has yet to explore. but im too far away and too into him to dare step into that stadium. however, id like to offer what i can, whether it be advice, encouragement, experience.
night owl is so lovely, everyone should have one. i know how i would market him if i had to sell him.