The Lure of Love

Love is blind. Love is not blind. My lover is blind. My lover is not blind. Love sees what matters. My lover sees what matters.
Over the past few days, I have been stunned by someone who screamed their love for me. She told her friends how much she loves me. I was sitting just about 10metres away from her, constantly making contact. I and her live near each other; less than 100 metres away. She is cute, I can say, but her words left me blushing and, somewhat, shy. No one in my entire life has openly declared their love for me. Not to say I do not appreciate her openly declaring her passion, but it took me by surprise that she was so strong about it. It left me wondering how would I learn to affectionately appreciate love in a very open manner. Okay! One incident that bring doubt to the ordeal is, we were drinking.
Eish! Her name. Lebogang.
I do not think she had forgotten what she said the day after, but on that evening something that confirmed her feelings was an extremely passionate kissing we engaged in. Still, publicly. I personally enjoyed it.
The thing with me in relationships, is that I want to have sex to know that there's some chemistry going on between I and her. While wanting to have sex is not a bad thing, since there was an article which I have read about relationships stating that women like to feel emotionally connected to know that they are in love, while man want to have sex to connect with their partner.
Stating the good news only will not help either. In all honesty, having sexual intercourse with her would wonderful.
Another thing in me is the other women who are her friends as well. This confuses me because I think I would love to engage not only socially with them, but sexually. This might sound a bit immoral. I understand! I'm trying to reflect the truth about me, that's all.
In the lure of love I hope more will prevail.