An Invisible Sex

Perversity lurks in the shadows.

My dearest,

Pleasure is invisible, secret. What is there to look at? It is all in your mind. That dirty mind does as much for your joy as the heat you feel between your legs. Ô, perversity!

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Perversity, the dirty side of who you really are. A secret to explore. A voice to trust. A shadow to embrace. A mystery to deepen. A tattoo on the inside of your skin.

Which soul would we discover if we skinned you alive? That secret no one wants to know, living deep inside you. The one that cannot die but also cannot emerge?

Nobody will ever help you. Alone. At the end of the day, the finest flavor, the divine liqueur, is the one you taste alone, with yourself. What do you do with your demon?

What do you control? What controls you? And if you haven’t decided by the end of the day, what’s holding you back? Be blind, be fearless, you will end up being kinky.

In the shadows, stop looking, start listening. The voice will come and guide you. Do exactly what it says. It knows best where to guide you. Show it trust and love.

“You are born alone. You die alone. The value of the space
in between is trust and love.” ― Louise Bourgeois

You know I love you, and I know you love me. Don’t forget to be kinky.

Love always,
Sissi