the theme of desire is all around me at the moment so what could be better than to entertain it by interpreting some more. I could blame it all on the pictures but there’s no fun in that. I like this and will do it my way. I guess there could be a bit of a Sinatra vibe to this now. Do it our way. Love all the way!
It’s hard to know where things begin and end and perhaps it’s a circle. These motions seem to be both abstract and repeating. I want repeating, that is true. I desire it.
The owning of one’s own desire. It’s not a given. How many don’t use feminine desire as a tool of repression and power? Too many. That’s what I like so much, when you let the desire be just what it is. In its own right. To think about and upon if you like to. And so if you choose to see there could be a lot of desire here. Our desire. Very beautiful.
Then of course I see a lot of admiration too, which I personally find liberating. To be uncomplicated and without faults. Not locked in these complicated bodies of ours. Abstract yes, also a line of flight. You can mend anything. I see both opportunity and pleasure. Even the desire to please. To play before is always worth it! And pleasing.
But it’s more, much more than this. A desire that lives both in and beyond the bodily want. When that’s shared it’s the greatest! From that you can stand tall through a lot. Love for always conquer even when the longing is strong.
If you come close enough. You can part me like your own river. I will open, for you. Your motions. Emotions. Stones and notions. All does speak, flutter. And flutter it does. I bet their blind. As blind as those enclosed in another world. Outside logic find no realm to the movement within, it grasps not the embrace. The embrace. Fire and ice both at the same time. Ever closer than the fleeting moment before. The moment, not thinking. Deeper down the non-thinking. No longer mine and all mine, hold the moment, hold on as long as you can. Enjoy the making. It’s yours and ours alone. I enjoy the deep care you give. Let it drip, let it drop into life. Let it start again. With us.
Took her pain
Made it desire
Parted her lips
To take her highest
I can be blue but you see through
Kissing it all better in pink
What I want
I can be still or on fire but you
Fill and touch me
What I want
The pictures are stunning! To think about showing these later on in life makes me terribly excited. Can’t wait to do that! I’m sometimes scared of putting too much pressure. Until you made me think of the weight, what a great feeling to have. With you.
Make life with me and hold us tightly