It’s tempting, but…
It solves nothing. Diagnosis: crisis.

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It’s tempting…

One is trying not to think about it all the time…

Not to react to all those distractive thoughts…

Trying to let the sensation pass without any action…

But the primal brain never gives up easily.

Keeps thinking of…

That promise of pleasure, intertwined with the feeling of connection…

No words needed…

Just the fragments of sighs, expressing what the body is unable to say silently…

The private music of two, that add up to the intensity….

And yet, nothing happens.

In reality, he just passes by.

Something is out a tune…and I am about to explode.

Desiring to touch him, undress him, let the body speak for itself…

Let the two apart to be united…

But some door is closed. There is a barrier.

Something doesn’t flow.

My inner fire keeps burning…and instead of spreading its heat, it keeps burning me from inside out.

And that’s dangerous.

I have already burnt that way before…and the results were disastrous.

Sometimes it is something else that has to be lit within ourselves…just to bring more light for us to see what truly hurts… and to enable us to see that extinguishing the fire which is burning the most, never provides the answer or the true remedy anyways.
['Valentina Tuha']
['Relationships', 'Sex', 'Love', 'Short Read', 'Crisis']