Lust is dangerous
Two strangers churning fire
With a thrust laden gaze
I love to be in lust. Lust doesn’t last long, for most. For those of you who still feel this way for your partner or spouse, God love you! I think maybe when you love someone deeply enough, the lust part doesn’t go away. But, I don’t profess to know much about love. I am currently, not in love. I normally refuse to allow myself to lust. Today, just maybe, I will allow myself a little bit of lusting. Who can stop it? Lust is so animalistic.
I am going to go run through the sprinklers, and cool off. 😂 Two years of celibacy, and I have been so good. I deserve this, perhaps? I don’t know. I don’t know. Lust is so complicated. Ya know? Don’t even get me started on love. Love of family and friends, I understand. Romantic love, is still a mystery to me. Sad, but true. Not really even sad, just reality. That’s why I avoid dating at all costs.
Being single is not for sissies. Being single, for me, is a choice. I am not currently marriage material for anyone, and I am self aware. I was married once, and I just can’t seem to want to do it again. I want to want love. I just don’t know if I am there yet.
Thanks for stopping by my blog today. I feel like Bridget Jones today, without the squinty eyes. This is my mad diary.
❤ to all,
The Mad Chatter