Perception

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I’m the outsider
experiencing a creator’s in-that-moment masterpiece.

What do I know?
Nothing.

What do I feel?
Everything.

My companion’s insight enlightens me.

But it’s different than the maker’s crucial imagination.

I do enjoy their mental impression.

The work, the discussion, my immersion in this artistry…

Oh, it makes me feel alive!

I perceive an epiphany.

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Skilled Response Required

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I’ve always said humans are both – detrimentally stupid and utterly complicated.

The wide variety of situations we find ourselves in and the sheer volume of inappropriate choices we make, shows us time and time again we are. We depend on our feelings and instinct, and then stupidity inevitably makes an appearance. Full-on reaction mode.

The best stance to take in all complicated situations is to clearly and calmly reflect on what the hell occurred to create this current tizzy. Determining the next best, logical step to take would be most prudent.

It’s the guaranteed solution for less stupidity.

Complicated is a permanent state.

You’ll still need to buckle up.

Chemistry

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A simple look in my direction gave away his secret. The sensuality vibrating towards me with intent, but with a shy and curious hesitation. He was scared.

I was wanted.

Flirtation became our diurnal repetition.

But I wanted more than a game of frustration; each day ending unfulfilled.

Every encounter promised more friction.

The heat wasn’t just in our eyes.

Desire growing with each attempted exposure of natural impulse.

And then it happened.

An innocent, accidental touch; the catalyst to change our ways.

The electricity in the room was palpable.

Our bodies and our mouths finally and unequivocally declared YES!

His bold lips rushing towards mine dizzying me with an intensity of soft passion.

My world melted in that moment.

I found strength in his embrace, and a lusciousness hard to ignore.

His body dared me to explore what now was being offered openly for me to take.

My fingers caressed every curve, yearning to get beneath the fabric.

I pulled it all away, and he did the same.

Beholding our nakedness unleashed unprecedented joy in our expressions.

And more hunger for satisfaction.

I wanted my new lover to consume me completely.

He did.

As reality perished around me, I’m taken to the near-fatal edge of my existence.

Minds swirling together in ecstasy, limbs wet with our body’s mist.

Deep breath-taking, in your ears heart-pounding, a steady pressure-building sexual agitation.

All culminating in an unfathomable intensity.

It’s like we’re hydrogen and oxygen.