A friend shared an article with me today: why we fuck each other (included below).
Seems like the perfect first post for this blog.
I don’t know that I necessarily contemplate the “why” of it all, but I have spent a fair amount of time lately contemplating the desire of it all. The often-times all-consuming desire that takes over. Not all-consuming I guess. I’m still here. But it sure as fuck feels that way sometimes. Flames of desire burning me up from the inside. It is unbelievably powerful. And unbelievable how much I just want to be with another human being…making love…fucking…touching…holding…embracing…ravishing.
It runs towards a much deeper level than it has ever done. I didn’t know it could be like this and, it seems, it grows stronger almost daily – the desire.
It just keeps growing stronger. And it is absolutely delicious. And I just want more. More connection on this level. More skin. More penetration. More depth. More exploration into this realm.
This intoxicating pleasure that is so, so, so much more.
I really could go on about it all night. I’ll stop there though. I’ve been trying to capture this desire with words, poetry. I will share some of that with you in time.
I’ll leave you with a sweet article. A lovely little note to end the evening with. And I will take myself to bed contemplating why and how I want to fuck you…