touch without urgency

[briseur]

So I'd forgotten that thing where I'm vulnerable to someone and they touch me and I stay open and at the end I start to notice desire tugging at my magic parts. Got a massage from an old pal this afternoon and the desire at the end was notable in that it contained absolutely zero distress. It was even kind of enjoyable without any likelihood of fulfillment. Of course this is easier with an old friend one trusts and with whom the boundaries are clear, but I think it's good practice for the next time I'm in a position containing possibility.
Between this and the music, I'm feeling as if I'm returning to an higher consciousness, peeling back layers of despair, relocating elements of my best self. This is turning out to be a really sweet late spring early summer.