"Thou art to me a delicious torment." -Ralph Waldo Emerson
I feel like I look a bit "tormented" in this pic... here's something I wrote a long while ago about someone who was the cause of some self torment 😜🤗
You torment me.
I've physically laid eyes on you once but my mind's eye wanders to you often.
But it shouldn't.
I am not supposed to feel connected to you.
You're outside of my limits, beyond set boundaries.
You are beautifully forbidden.
My forbidden tormentor.
Your forbidden status, thankfully, does not stop my imagination.
I've lost track of the times we've breathed each other's air or the many occasions when our bodies have become intertwined journeying to reach the peak of Mount Ecstasy.
How many times have you grazed the small of my back and sent chills through my entire system? How many times have we been a "we"--an "us"?
How many times? I couldn't even begin to start the tally. It's all in my inner imaginings. We are perfect there, safely inside my mind.
But in reality, I am part of someone else's "we." And you are just you--wild and free.
One day, I hope to be free too....free of you, free of this forbidden torment. -----
Photo by: @bryanelliottphotography
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