truthful love

Next time, bring your wine. Drink with me with til we’re sloppy– drunk with truth and love and hate. Say all the things we daren’t say. Laugh, cry, beat my chest with your fists. Then make hard, truthful love to me. Gnash your teeth. Take as you need. Feed.

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      1. That’s an interesting perspective. For me, this is a place of anger and need mixed with love. It is energetic but maybe not the happiest place to be. At least how I interpret this place. But yes, real.

      1. To tell you the truth – beer and whiskey made one one of the boys, but a knowledge and appeciation of red wine…now that got me some distance down the feral path of Love.

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