Does platonic love include marriage

JOHANNES - PLATONIC LOVE - a gift

© Gerlinde Pauschenwein

According to popular belief, there can be no platonic love between a man and a woman, as erotic attraction urges sexual fulfillment. I was of the same opinion until fate passed me one of the most valuable encounters of my life. (In the spirit of Artur Schopenhauer: "Fate shuffles the cards, we play.")

I was 33 when I met Johannes at a vernissage, whose charisma immediately cast a spell over me. We stood apart in the small gallery and philosophized about the meaning of life. Johannes, 21 years older, divorced, really wanted to see me again. I felt that this man could turn my new life plans upside down. A sleepless night fought emotion against reason in vain. I wrote to Johannes that I would get married as planned.

He wished me luck.

Six years later I was invited to a cultural event and the mayor sat me down next to the guest of honor.

It was Johannes. He looked at me happily surprised: "ANNA! I have never forgotten our conversation in the small gallery. You remember? How often have I hoped to see you there again. From now on you mustn't get lost!"

My feeling from then was there again, did somersaults with joy. My radiant look said it all! I had to leave this event early; my husband, in his pathological jealousy, would not tolerate my being out until late at night. Our marriage soon turned out to be a mistake! Because of the children, I wanted to stay until the youngest child graduated from high school.

Johannes said goodbye with kisses. I will never forget the astonished faces of some ladies. I floated home. From then on I met Johannes on those afternoons when my husband had fixed appointments, initially once a month. Right at the beginning Johannes tried to seduce me. I knew an hour of love with him and I would have fallen for him, the divorce would be inevitable. The children were still of compulsory schooling. My husband had threatened me once before that if I ever leave him he will DESTROY me, financially and take my children away, an easy game in his position!

Johannes was shocked when I told him this, he hugged me lovingly. After a moment's thought, he said it was important to him to be able to spend time with me. Our friendship is too precious to put at risk because of an intoxication in love.

He feels, because of the children, that I won't leave the man for ten years at the earliest, too late for him, he added.

Erotic tension was in the air at every meeting. For nine years Johannes helped me to keep this marriage going with his love, he gave me support, comforted me, took me protectively, with suppressed passion.

Up to his death from cancer we were united by a deep, unspoken love, we could trust each other, say everything, found new ways to find ourselves.

Johannes encouraged me to use my artistic and creative potential, not to let it spill. He pushed me to my first volume of poetry.

Johannes left indelible marks of happiness in my soul.

"You know our love, had we lived it, heaven would have been on earth!" he said shortly before his death.

FRIENDSHIP - MAN - WOMAN

Platonic love

They exist

this form of encounter

between man and woman -

WITHOUT TENDENCIES

WITHOUT PASSION

yet:

TOUCH WITH WORDS

TRUST THE SMILE

OPENING THE SOUL

IN MANY LONG TALKS

THINK EVERYTHING

ABLE TO SAY ANYTHING

NOTHING NEED TO HIDE

FINDING NEW WAYS TO ME

INCREDIBLE TRACES

OF HAPPINESS

IN THE OTHER'S SOUL

LEAVE

They exist,

this form of encounter

between man and woman

Without tenderness

Without passion

yet:

A FORM OF LOVE

--------------------

WHEN I SAT OVER YOU YESTERDAY ...

When I told you yesterday

sat in the Landtmann opposite

And you me again

gave your smile

me for years

so familiar now

that's where I felt

unspeakably happy.

Heaven was inside of me.

When I sat across from you yesterday

and yourself in your gaze

reflected the depth of your soul

started very slowly

your exhilaration

to embrace me.

When I sat across from you yesterday

with that feeling of happiness in my heart

then we both felt them in us,

that deep, limitless love,

the unspoken

connects us.

Today now

since i miss your smile

and my longing

according to your look

my imagination

sends on trips,

becomes painful to me

WAIVER consciously

that we each other

can never belong.

And yet: as long as you give me

give your smile

and deep friendship

connects us,

that takes longer

as desire and lust,

as long as I will

thank fate

for this happiness

of soul harmony