Everything in the world is about sex except sex .
Sex is about Power
I am filled with time and again
with heart-aching thoughts
when I think
of the fire
and frost of memories
of the everlastingness touch….
We thought everything would be
forgotten, but I still remember your
fingers running down my neck.
“Chemistry “ was him touching my mind. He was in state of fire that I loved.I wanted to be burnt.
Starting with my mind , ran his finger tips along the edge of my fantasies ,learning where the sharp unexpected edges are and reveal in the feel of each curve.
He lifted his head, the sight of his dark, disheveled hair, eyes glinting with longing in the lamp light, the gorgeous spread of his shoulders, tapering down to the narrow thrust of his hips, made my ovaries ache deep in my lower abs.
“I wanted to taste myself on his fingers”
Touched me like he owns me !
You are like a god, like an immortal one,’ I whispered to him , my naked body pressed to his, our sweat golden and glistening in the candlelight. ‘Oh, my angel,’ he whispered back to me, ‘You are more mortal than all and a part of me dies every night -I lie’s with you’.
Every single inch of our body pressed against each other ,still I could say’ pull me closer’.
There was a long ,low sound expressing pleasure….name which still resides in that moment.Whole body was tingling with pleasure.
After the connection is made, words cease to exist.
The conversation between my finger and his skin was the most important discussion .
Long ,low sound resounds me still from the memories of his well-defined, broad shoulders and along his strong arms and around to his brawny back, holding his gorgeous male body against mine.
“It started from eyes which never lies !… A pleasure which left an untouched Treasure”.
Agree it was “Sexual pleasure” , a passion to which all others are subordinate but in which they all unite.Only a obsersvant , who discovers the person they have always dreamed of will know -“Sexual energy come to play even before sex even takes place. The greatest pleasure isn’t sex, but the passion with which it is practiced. When the passion is intense, then sex joins in to complete the dance, but it is never the principal aim.”
BUT —–SEX IS EMOTION IN MOTION
“Sex isn’t good unless it means something. It doesn’t necessarily need to mean “love” and it doesn’t necessarily need to happen in a relationship, but it does need to mean intimacy and connection……
Without that connection, good sex can be good, but nothing beats having your brain intoxicated with love hormones. NOTHING.
There exists a very fine line between being sexually liberated and being sexually used.”Read through most feminists and you will find underneath there is a woman who longs to be a sex object, the difference is that is not all she longs to be.”
Important thing “I’ve learned in all these years is not to make love when you really don’t feel it as there’s probabilty– nothing worse you can do to yourself than that.“Nothing is perpetual in this world. Not even your everlasting soul!”