and lead me into delicious temptation...

for ours is the kingdom, ours is the moment, we must flower into it, deliver us from the evils of restraint.

What sin tempts you the most? The one you savor the most in your head, what does it taste like? How much does it want you and do you give in, maybe in your imagination if nowhere else? Do you let it stay?

Have you allowed yourself to be fascinated by it? It is probably the most seductive thing ever but you act so righteous. You flirt with that sin’s soul so much more than it does with you but you contain it, you act so indifferent to it.

Do you sometimes tease yourself with a teeny slip or a quick whiff?

But all the while, you know you want to slide your tongue ever so gently and slowly around every follicle of its naked body. Does it sometimes slip into your dreams and fantasies? Would you nurse it there, then? Maybe close your eyes and imagine it in all its raw passion?

You stay afloat but nothing would want to please you as much as that temptation. The currents that keep you floating won’t make you feel as alive as that very undercurrent. It wants to erupt out of you, flow out of you. Why would you hold it down?

Why would I hold it down? If no hands and no lips and no closeness touches me in the soft flow of the life as I know it, wouldn’t I crave a violation oh so intense. I want to promise to misbehave and I want to overdeliver on that promise.

What are you so afraid of? The fact that it would be such a thing to keep secret? Ain’t nothing as sexy as secrets though, so why wouldn’t you so passionately fall and devour it, maybe fucking die into it even. Make your mouth and body weak from giving to it. Touch it, touch it everywhere until you no longer can feel. Taste it until it forever becomes your tongue’s wet dream.

Indulge without guilt for once, all the restraint will never let me and you free the way it would. The scent of the sin, the way you lust for it, yet all the pulling away. There is a divinity in freeing yourself to its nakedness. Do not drape it with reality. We share it, let’s let go.

Can we sin together? Can we be each others’ sin? Now and always.