There she was, with a look in her eye that made me feel as if nothing else mattered. She wasn’t looking for a perfect man; she was looking for someone to catch her love and remind her what she was worth.
Who have you become? A silent thought at 2:48 AM after another lustful night lying next to a woman who just opened her heart to me while I drowned in a sea of emotional hell.
It’s paradoxical. In my bed is a magnificent goddess, sexy, intelligent, and a ball of energy. Yet somehow, my heart is closed; it’s as if every woman I’ve met knows how to enjoy the vibrant colors of life while I’m stuck in a black-and-white world.
I silently made my way over to my journal while she slept.
Writing away all my thoughts, I couldn’t help but think about all the relationships I had been in.
I realized that I had always approached seduction as a game, trying to win over my partners with my charms and wit. But now, I was starting to see it as something deeper.
Seduction wasn’t just about the physical act; it was about the emotional and psychological connection that came with it. I had been missing out on all the magic that lies within connection, focusing too much on my surface level desires.
But as I delved deeper into my own desires and fantasies, I started to see that intimacy was about so much more than just sex. It was about exploring the unseen dimensions of myself and my partner. It was about exposing our vulnerabilities and learning to embrace them.
So my adventures have become my muse. They are how I wrote Mosaic Of A Broken Heart, and will continue to write many more poems, articles, and books.
I am excited to see where this new perspective will take me.