Your thoughts beat deep inside my heart. They have inspired new rhythms of intentionality.
Meter is to frequency as desire is to action. I will tell you exactly what I want.
Joy has left a bruise on my soul.
I suggest we explore each other’s allusive referents and leave innuendo behind. Do not carry more than you can hold.
We are not taught to use metaphors when we resist. How many ways have we submitted to a point of view that does not reflect our reality?
To me, the ocean represents both jouissance and intransigence. The ineffable feelings of wanting to yield to pleasure but remaining in control is signified as each wave crashes upon itself. Resistance produces pleasure.
I want to do dangerous things; it is summer.
Exhaling sounds requires breath. Make me conscious of each exclamation.