Sexual Relationships 
Sexual Health 
The difference between ‘having sex’ and ‘making love’ is constantly touched on. Most focus on the depth of emotions and passion interlinked to separate the two. The intensity in these aspects defines ‘making love’ as opposed to only fleeting glimpses when merely ‘having sex.’
One can’t deny this explanation, but on many levels, it is transparent which doesn’t adequately represent ‘making love.’
Meaning is inherent which being in love is all about. There is an inextricable link between individuals. They are two as one in being, mind, heart and soul as well as many other other plains of connection. They beat as one as if they are a fine Swiss gold in perfect synergy. The making of love is the ultimate compliment and culmination. A lightning in a bottle type of magic where soul stillness is felt. It feels as though time is standing still in awe to give due homage.
The depth of the magic is all about the ‘knowing.’ An intuitive lifeblood where both sense the other at that moment and what they desire. Communication is a key to great sex but there is a higher form of consciousness when making love. Words are never needed for you already ‘know.’
Before anything even goes down the wonder has already colluded. Both are so in sync that they are wholly pleasured and satisfied by the intensity they feel in all regards. When you finally touch there is such a release. The first touch, feel and kiss sizzles and lights up the individual bodies with goosebumps that tingle. You are so torn, begging for more and, so much more of the touching and kissing. The joyous release can be heard in the exultant moans. All while entrapping in the depth of pleasure.
When sexual acts or the ultimate culmination of intercourse ensues the ‘knowing’ holds centre stage.
Making love is often seen as soft, gentle and intensely passionate. It can be. The same as it can be almost carnal delving into downright dirty. In fact, it can be represented by innumerable sexual acts.
It can see a drive on a busy highway being interrupted by picking up a vibe and parking on the side of the road where you grace the bonnet of the car as cars flying by beep their horns on witnessing the action. Even if it ends with a night in the lock up if a cop goes by it is irrelevant for all you desire is to suck the marrow out of all you feel. A quiet night in made lurid by one knowing the other is feeling very naughty and really wants to be dominated while giving oral sex. Or bent over the couch as they have their clothes ripped off. The intense session where it is all about liberal plunder and waking up sore and smiling. Then stepping up to the plate to once more go at it like jack rabbits. The times where you leave a nice crimson shade on the others skin as you have them tethered to a post with a collar.
All about the liberation that love defines. The making of love facilitates the liberation. The completion one feels is profound by being fully unlocked in a sexual sense. Any vulnerability in the form of inhibitions is evaporated away by the green-lighting of all that transpires. This oozes the intensity of feeling. They beg for it, the release, and the associated completion.
This is love in a nutshell. The freedom seldom approached in life let alone fully felt. At this point, life goes to another level. Inhale it in and allow it to intoxicate all your senses and appreciate every precious second of it like it is magic. Precious, rare, and could disappear as quickly as it appeared. Let making love be the joyous orchestra to all you feel together.
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