After keeping myself out of the Romantic Entanglement Riptide for about a year, I recently decided that I should get my feet slightly damp just to check the temperature. A sort of paddle in the shallows if you will.
As a result I have created myself a "Crush Pool", a small collective of gentleman that I have a crush on. A pool which I can wade into, gently making ripples of flirtation. Nothing too splashy of course. You wouldn't want to scare me out when I have just rolled up my jeans, I don't want the denim getting soggy. Not yet anyway.
In a few months I might have made my way to the next pool in the line, it's a bit deeper, hotter, wetter with some deceptive under currents.
Woe betide the person who dabbles in The Kiss Pool without the proper preparation!