August 23 - September 22
SYMBOL: the Virgin
ELEMENT: Earth
RULING PLANET: Mercury (the Communicator)
TAROT CARD: the Hermit (Inner Strength)
NUMBER: 5
My Virgo man is intelligent. His mind is always calculating, analyzing. Behind his kind, honest eyes there is a world only he knows. He is gracious to give me a taste of his intellect, but only when he knows I can be trusted with his most precious treasure. Slow tempered and calm, he is the quiet peace that follows a relentless storm. I feel safe and relaxed when I'm in his presence. Ask him a question. He is slow to answer, not because he is unsure but because he is so careful to precisely articulate his response.
His voice is deep and soothing. His arms long and his shoulders broad. He stands tall at 6'2. His ruggedly handsome good looks turn the heads of many, but he does not seem to notice, nor does he care. His smile is genuine and kind. It does not light up the room, but it lights up my heart. He would rather listen and learn than speak. He is passionate about helping others. His hands desire to create whatever will accomplish the goals of his heart.
My Virgo man does not hurry lovemaking. Instead, he savors every bit of the experience. The candle's soft glow, the scent of my skin as he kisses my neck, the feel of my thick hair as he grabs it in his hands, my moans of pleasure in his ear. Although his mind is a factory in peak production, this whirlwind ends when sex begins. The animal comes out to play. His kisses are tender and passionate. He bites my neck and licks my breasts. His thrusts are deep and intense. He is careful to make sure I am satisfied, and I always am. In an explosion of ecstasy and bliss, we come together. When our heart rates return to normal, we turn towards each other and embrace.
"Wow." I say with a smile on my face.
"I Know." is what he replies.
