The words will not come. The body will not follow. There is only numbness in their place. There is only the contrary longing to exorcise this desire while clinging to it for dear, electrifying life. There is only the bittersweet craving for a man whose intensity and magnetism, whose complex eroticism excites, revives, terrifies. There is only the dull, aching recognition of an impossible possibility.
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The Muse will make her way back soon, I'm sure.
“an impossible possibility”
Sad words that speak volumes. Isn't that what modern Internet life is all about? Finding all those wondrous friends we can not have.
I think wanting “an impossible possibility” inevitably leads to dreams and fantasies… let it take you there.
LGS xx
All things are possible, if wanted badly enough. Impractical, perhaps. Unlikely, maybe. Impossible, never.
— PB
Os: My Muse must have heard your sweet words as he's come back to me. (Yes, he is a Man…)
Advizor: I think this applies to this arena as well as real life. Sometimes, the opportunity doesn't deliver itself in the ideal way. I can't help but feel disappointed in the face of it.
LGS: This man has lead me through many places, real and imagined, I'm very lucky to say. Thank you, lovely…
PB: How right you are… Perhaps this is a case of an impractical, unlikely improbability?
It is not only your wonderful pictures I come back to see. Your words amazes mee every time.
This one really speaks to me – perhaps not for the same reasons as you originally wrote it.
But impossibility is a word that's been on my mind a lot lately. 🙁
Desire is terrible – isn't it?
BM: I can't express just how much this means to me, BM. Thank you…
Letch: While I'm more than a little happy this piece resonates so deeply, it pains me to know you're dealing with an impossibility of your very own. (Perhaps a group hug is in order…)
slowburn: Yes, it can be… *sigh*