In thinking about passion,
feelings of lust and love
can’t originate in the heart,
the heart is merely a muscle.
The sensuality and sultry want
of another human being
must come from
a more spiritual place,
like a central core
somewhere deep within.
Love is so astounding.
It’s like wanting
a vast, impossible
total body merge,
like a blue clay
smushed with a pink clay,
love and lust being
the resultant color.
Making love is
the closest thing we have
to total oneness.
True sexual intimacy
would have to be
the penultimate
S M U S H .
I so agree, CJ!!! I think exactly along those lines and I am happy that you have reaffirmed my convictions. Great write. Thank you for sharing this gift. Love and peace to you,
Falling to a rare sentinel illness and separated from her charges during a retrieval mission Xevera Nanay encounters the biggest threat to her survival but more importantly her autonomy when paramedic Michael Constantine recognizes and imprisons her
Falling to a rare sentinel illness and separated from her charges during a retrieval mission Xevera Nanay encounters the biggest threat to her survival but more importantly her autonomy when paramedic Michael Constantine recognizes and imprisons her
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