We will look into the eyes of the other and lie and say that we love them. Then strip the innocence given and create destruction we will never truly comprehend. The ultimate act of sharing is reduced to the ultimate act of taking. Seconds of trembling flesh is not worth years of inner suffering. Do my eyes betray what I feel and see.
Exploitation leads to the abondoned seed.
This is no sexual liberation we have accepted desecration. Beyond hope and healing left alone with your feelings. Your mourning will hav eno mercy. It will steal from so much more than your body. I would rather seek the peace of self.