I’d prefer if she loved me a little less and lusted me a little more. Love is comforting and steady; lust raw and immediate,all fire and urgency .
I don’t want only her devotion; I want her need, the hunger that makes everything else dissappear into the ether.There’s something elemental in being desired deeply, a feeling that goes beyond safety into something fierce and unforgettable. I want her to want me not just with her heart, but with every part of her that aches and craves.
And if she can’t or doesn’t want me like that, then I’ll carry a quiet ache,a longing that goes unanswered, until a heart stops beating….mine.
It’s an ache when cock and balls are neglected.When ejaculate falls into my own hands.
It’s an ache when nipples and lips are ignored.
I ache to eat her pinkness and taste her earthy moisture.
And I ache to be inside her.To spill my seed,my soul, there.Deep inside where love meets lust.
These aches are reminders that physical intimacy is deeply tied to emotional intimacy, that to ignore the body’s voice is to invite a larger silence into the heart of the relationship.
Excellent thoughts on the physicality of intimacy. Well articulated. Great write.
John
Thanks John appreciate your comment.
I agree absolutely to you, Peter! Love is a holy union of body, mind and soul. All sides want and need to be addressed. Ideally, a relationship is based on intimacy, soul- and mindful conversations and wild and ecstatic sex. Great write, my friend!
Thanks Elke for your thoughtful comment.
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Nice work.
Love requires too much. Lust is quick and easy and short term.
I’ve never really nailed down just exactly what love is.It certainly isn’t the romantic version that most assume.
Lust, is only a bees dick away from one version of pure love…..there are no doubt many more.
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Nice write, Pete. Vivid, lustful, very creative.