Is this something you teach yourself?
To gravitate towards...strong positive feelings...rising emotions? The abandonment of sensibility?
All I am left with is gladness that I can have deep appretiation for certain "ones" and a deeper appreciation for certain "others".
I am no longer hoping for passion, for touch, for the flutter in the pit of my stomache at the thought of another.
As for Beauty and Love - it's all in a droplet of dew on the petal of a newly opened bloom, or a single stroke of a freshly loaded brush onto a bare canvas, or the sound of the cat purring contentedly next to my ear, or notes strung together in harmony, or a voice that embodies a vision within it, a poem, that is my universe.
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