When giving a massage, one can feel where there is tightness and where there isn't, where there is shielding and where there is release. In this way we get to know not just the physical body, but the emotional body, we get a peek into this person's person. In sex, similarly, we find ourselves on an enjoyable fast track to knowing our partner, much deeper than just how they look naked and simultaneously we can share ourselves.
What a gift to know this beauty before me.
And so, it is disheartening to know someone in such a situation who is looking for an anemic spark, a spasm while in the room with such a treasure. Too hungry to see the smörgåsbord behind the Pop-Tart he or she is consuming.
Thus, as always, nourish all bodies with real food, real loving communion, real knowledge, real pleasures--which are simply the flow of life itself.
and p.s. having read this over, I dislike the writing in it, it needs lots of editing to make it more than just a note to self--to make it readable, however, the idea came through, and that's good enough for my purposes.
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