Being held by his strong arms. Just the only thought of it turns me on. A moment of silence and honesty.
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Being held by his strong arms. Just the only thought of it turns me on. A moment of silence and honesty.
Really nice poem, which gives a good first impression how many facets this kind of live style can offer. Of course under the proviso that one’s able to recognize and use the chance. In my opinion for example, there is no pleasure without pain. Be stroked feels much better on bare skin if you felt pain at the same place before. Comparable to a cold beer that always tasts better after a hard day’s work. Pain allows pleasures to become more intense and satisfying. This captures attention and connects people. More this can create a deep connection which I think is very important in a society where time becomes rarer. I guess there has to be a contrast for pleasure, in a due proportion of course. Otherwise the effect of this self created area of mindfulness becomes less important. And less fulfilling. Well explained in an article I read once “Like a chocoholic in a chocolate shop, we soon forget what it was that made our desires so desirable in the first place. ”
My mom raised me with the thought of me being the only one who is able to take care of myself. She told me that there is no one out there who will feel some kind of responsibility for my life, except for me. That is why I planned and organized every single step I took. Rationally, I took every decisions by myself and I tried to be completely independent and strong. Everything was well-organized and so my relationships were, too. At the end, I felt restless and more and more unsatisfied. I didn't want to take all of those important "it-is-my-life" decisions, I was searching for something or someone who feels responsible for me and who takes care. I didn't know what I was searching for. This situation seemed to be a long shot. Until I met him. This one guy who cared. This one gentleman who took decisions and created a place where I just can switch off my mind - where I can be me. He is able to complete my personality with his dominance and that is why I thankfully want to go down on my knees. I stopped planing my future life and I wanted to be guided by his strong hand. So this is where it all started. . .