Los Angeles. Edinburgh. Granada. Bilbao. Milan. Montreal. Eyes opened, mouth drank, heart grasped, gasped, way chosen, here more settled things are finally made. Connect any of it. Or none.
"Available" does not mean single, means precisely what it says, and does mean it without hangups or any dishonesty. I'd prefer all those games about playing for keeps stay in childhood where they belong. "Open-relationship" says what it needs to: no closed circle of exclusive intimacy drawn around us two people.
We stop ourselves from knowing each other because we're afraid of I'm not sure what but if it's love that's a terrible thing to fear, if intimacy, which has only ever been good to me, a place to be something real, then even more strange to fear.
But I'd much rather not have to justify any of it. Or explain anything. And be and talk and make and walk and say and if right touch and if right find out what was there to begin with.
Communication and respect, all the time, after that the usually muddled mysteries. While we're at it, I agree with almost all of this: http://pervocracy.blogspot.ca/2012/01/consent-culture.html