To feel the exchange... in the closeness it takes to breathe in and out of each other. All with the aim of reaching way more than some random orgasmic payoff. Strip back the layers of the act in the superficial plane and you will see that what we all want and crave is an ultimate connection within the safety of our purest expression. One that satiates our need to feel whole. Where a kiss and an embrace is only the prelude to something closer. Where the energy that flows through touch is palpable in it's ability to help us find what we're looking for... the oneness of Adam and Eve. One of the entryways to a peace that inspires a sincere sigh of relief.
In an embrace, I once asked a beautiful soul to grant me a gift. I asked her to show me her heart. She acquiesced by opening her button down... removing her bra. I didn't flinch at her literal interpretation and in response, proceeded to remove my shirt. She indulged me with a smirk implying she knew where she wanted this to go... and I was more than willing. I pulled her in close enough to feel her soft breasts pressed up against my chest... flexing so she could feel the contrasting elements of her soft on my hard. In that simple embrace, I smiled and sighed as I felt her heartbeat and for those few minutes I understood what "this" was all about. I experienced a strong sense of peace through the sharing of the most beautiful energy. In that moment, I received an epiphany; this was God's gift to His creation. Like all of this was designed and ancient. I asked myself why it couldn't always be like this and soon came to understand that much of what we might consider "dirty" was only narrated that way by an enemy looking to keep us from the benefits of such a thing. The enemy made it about something unclean and we went with it... when in its inception, there was nothing more pure.
She and I went from shirts to bottoms off and everything else. We never ended contact. From position to position, there was never separation. I was in-tune enough to experience her initial implosion before her explosion on me. After which of course I followed suit. All beginning my understanding of intimacy. My journey into a discovery of love and connection that continues to this day. My love, if we value creation and its' beauty... what makes the creation of humanity any less beautiful? How can we see it through the filth and all that taints our experiences? By peeling back the layers of all that is selfish and contrived. Stop asking in those moments what you can get from it and start asking how best to give. Gauge her movements, her breath... her very air like music... and dance accordingly. Until... "duende"... not in it's literal translation but in a way that is more profound and pure:
"Duende is a Spanish concept of artistic inspiration that comes from the chthonic depths of the soul, from the body and the groin, from death itself. It is a mysterious force that can take over the artist and make them create art that soars..."
I'm out...
~moses apollo
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