Love is more or less easy to picture. Embracing couples, cuddling couples, kissing couples, and then… well, then you have to go through an age check.
Showing first love is difficult.
I first fell in love when I was about 6 yo. It was a kindergarten love-affair that most people don’t remember anything about by the age of 18. Her name was Anna. She was slender, had a thick black plait, dark eyes and serious giggle. When she giggled she didn’t look stupidly snickering like other girls. She was – somehow – smartly ironic. I don’t remember her ever saying anything though. She must have said something at some point, but her huge black eyes were muting the sound by numbing my mind, I guess.
When she was sick I was in love with another girl, Elena, who was plump, blond and was managing everything by talking a lot. She knew who should sit where, with whom, and say what. She’d always hold my hand, not letting me out of her sight and reach.
I was seriously contemplating marrying them both.
I don’t know if that kind of feeling can be visualised. There are lots of images online, but they feel staged and false:
First love was about butterflies in the stomach (which is why pathologists hate to have first-time lovers among victims: too much fuss catching’em butterflies).
First love was about feeling morbidly sick, because something was happening to the body and I didn’t know what it is and if it could be cured.
First love was about feeling immortally strong and able to support a family of two very different wives.
How do you SHOW it?
There are plenty of adult versions though.
Rodin did it with the Kiss.
Male and female feet trembling against each other is a genius artistic expression of butterflies:
And the hand, that presses ever so slightly into the thigh of the woman is the manifestation of empowerment provided by love:
Marc Chagall did it in his painting here:
Gustav Klimt did it in his very own Kiss, with plenty of colourful butterflies and golden immortality:
Art makes you think people experience first love when they are adults only. I am a witness to the falsehood of this concept!
Thank you, the Daily Prompt for inspiration!
“Hey, lady, can I have your phone?”
“Don’t be so fast, sweetie! Is it love at first sight?”
“Don’t be so *** romantic. It’s a robbery!”