To Be One

In thinking on the matter, feelings of lust and love can’t originate in the heart. A heart is merely a muscle. The sensuality and sultry want of another human being, must come from a more spiritual place, a central core, somewhere deep within. Passion felt is wonderful. It’s like wanting a vast, impossible total body merge. Like a blue clay smushed with a pink clay, love and lust being the resultant color. Making love is the closest thing we have to total oneness. True intimacy is, well, the penultimate SMUSH.