What stands out: The idea of infidelity being one of a shared moment together, a choice to deepen a connection solely through one of emotion and less than physical. To share time in bed as you do a cigarette is not a sin. It's the same concept of I'd rather you sleep with someone than to share a kiss with them. The intimacy stems from passion and conversation. Strange to see her willingness to lay and give herself to sex while not interested. But mostly interested by the figurative language between appetite and hunger correlating to sex. Sex can feel like a hunger, a starving for intercourse. This feels brutal and unideal - this pairs well with how a man would view sex. They're satisfying their appetite with the fruit of a woman |liked the second page solely because of the last two sentences. I like Edwin's brain. He's silly but sees further beyond what's in sight. He is what exists between the lines. He is who you read. He is who we think we are trying to be
The idea of infidelity being one of a shared moment together, a choice to deepen a connection solely through one of emotion and less than physical. To share time in bed as you do a cigarette is not a sin. It's the same concept of I'd rather you sleep with someone than to share a kiss with them. The intimacy stems from passion and conversation.
Strange to see her willingness to lay and give herself to sex while not interested. But mostly interested by the figurative language between appetite and hunger correlating to sex.
Sex can feel like a hunger, a starving for intercourse. This feels brutal and unideal - this pairs well with how a man would view sex. They're satisfying their appetite with the fruit of a woman
|liked the second page solely because of the last two sentences. I like Edwin's brain. He's silly but sees further beyond what's in sight. He is what exists between the lines.
He is who you read. He is who we think we are trying to be