Often times, we make lovers out of friends..
Ruining chances of a solid bond..Before it even begins.
I think I finally understand…
How some of the greatest relationships came to an end..
Some of my greatest moments..
Wrapped up in sweet poison…
The beautiful monster destroyed them.
Erosion in passionate explosion..
Fireworks that were never meant to happen..
Nurturing her feelings turned into busting nuts..
Uncontrolled lust led to us…fucking up..
A beautiful friendship.
“How many of us have mistaken friends for lovers?”
As a being who happens to be extremely in tune with my sexual energy, I could raise both hands.
“Yes, I have.”
Let’s be honest, and take a second to gain another perspective. Some of us, like myself, need to be more mindful of how we treat those we 1st meet — listen, I’m talking to my freaks. We should definitely exercise more self-control and discernment towards our newfound friends and souls that we just “click with”. Time and time again, I’ve met a chick that my soul meshed with. As if we came together so naturally…as though our strong connection was just meant to be. Looking back to reflect on the past has brought me to my present reality. Which is that there’s no guarantee; just because we vibe mentally, spiritually, and verbally, doesn’t mean we have to escalate into a physical romance of any sort. I mean…..basically, I’m saying that everyone we come across that we FEEL in our spirit is meant to be there for us and with us, doesn’t necessarily need to become our lover. In fact, many times it does more damage to the relationship, trying to mold it into something that it was never meant to be. Platonic friendships are a blessing that some of us even overlook, because we’re so focused on getting a piece of the pussy to satisfy our own covetous appetites. But when we step outside of ourselves to analyze a bigger canvas, we find (later than sooner) that certain people and mates are there for growth in both individuals. Its more so a matter of growth and learning, while enjoying each other. That doesn’t have to mean enjoying each other between the covers. It could simply mean supporting and helping one another. The sexual attraction that we feel towards a friend could be just their thoughts in sync about the wild adventures of vulnerability between 2 people who feel comfortable enough to admit how they don’t want to be alone. Those energies come together in such a distorted form because sometimes, deep down in their core, they want different things. Housing different dreams in their souls. And maybe, just maybe they thought they’d lose each other somewhere down the line if they didn’t “mate” with each other. The extremely sexually open beings that I’ve seen tend to want to share everything…including DNA.
I guess what we have to realize at some point is that what brings us together doesn’t always mean it will make us stick together for the long haul. It can go back to that common old proverb, “some people come into your life for a reason, a season, or a lifetime…so try not to hold on too tightly.” Shit, “some people come into your life just to teach you how to let go.”
The main point I’m trying to get across on this subject is that it wouldn’t be a bad idea for some of us to really slow down and look into why we feel so compelled to jump the bones of those that make us feel so at home in their presence. Everybody ain’t lonely, so there’s no generalizing on that reason. I used to think I was something like a nymphomaniac…or sex addict. Now I believe that its just a matter of better discipline in my own personal experiences. Come on, my people with big open hearts…who love sex and delight themselves in physically pleasing others and/or being pleased themselves. Let’s stop mistaking our lessons for blessings. Let’s stop thinking that just because we feel a strong, spiritual connection with a certain someone, we have to do everything we know how to hold on to them. We don’t have to cuff ’em. Let’s just let love flow freely… learning how to just BE, in the midst of great company.