At times freedom is bonding. destroyed to be rebuilt. There is no phoenix rising, this is wiping the counter only to smear peanut butter on it, tight

Destroy is such a strong word! Maybe they can dismantle you, instead? 😉
Like we are jenga blocks, waiting to be a stacked fortress soon again.
Good vibes from this write, Fia. Stay whole!

Destruction can also mean new birth for the mind, body and soul.

Cleverly penned, Peter. Another excellent write with delicate layers my friend. Amazing read as always. Appreciate you.

Damian

Painfully sweet and the hopeful part had me smiling. Excellant

Thanks Damien and Fia for reading and commenting……I do love tomatoes and I’m sure you do also.🍎

There’s a damn clean erotic metaphor here, with the unripe tomato carrying desire in its tension—green, clenched, sun-warmed, and waiting for the moment when restraint finally gives way. The ending lands hard because “hard and hopeful” collapses the whole image back into the speaker, turning ripeness into both longing and surrender.

Well said, and thank YOU, Fia and Sam for all that you do for us. HJx

Thjank you, my friend. Good info.

Hi Fia, eroterite isn’t accessible: the site is showing as not working. Has it been permanently shutdown? If so can my stories be removed, please and could you close down my eroterite profile.
Many Thanks.
HJ