Pulsing Proclivities

Monumentally, Photo by BradensEye featuring a recent date with The Statue of Liberty

Flowering and deflowering are prompts for devouring. Trusting our lust doesn’t need to be so fussy. Just as lechery shouldn’t be assumed simply because we’re pondering the strata of thirst. Maybe our entire purpose on this planet is finding and remaining aligned to whatever warrants us feeling utterly hot to trot? Following one’s longitudinal meets latitudinal intersections of unwavering godsend have become this sort of psalm of secret sanctuary sauce…