This is a poem that awoke something in me. Maybe it was sexual, maybe it was something deeper. I thought I would share. It is called “Some Never Awaken” by Anaïs Nin.
“You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. Then you read a book… or you take a trip… and you discover that you are not living, that you are hibernating. The symptoms of hibernating are easily detectable: first, restlessness. The second symptom (when hibernating becomes dangerous and might degenerate into death): absence of pleasure. That is all. It appears like an innocuous illness. Monotony, boredom, death. Millions live like this (or die like this) without knowing it. They work in offices. They drive a car. They picnic with their families. They raise children. And then some shock treatment takes place, a person, a book, a song, and it awakens them and saves them from death. Some never awaken.”
From Anonymous’s confession Some Never Awaken
I am so much more in love with Sylvan after this shoot as well! He gave an air of awe and submissiveness with Julia, like he couldn’t believe his luck and wanted to totally absorb every moment of it. Their chemistry was incredible, but the look on Sylvan’s face screams real lust and real pleasure. He becomes less and less able to hold control and when he finally gives in to the euphoria, wow!
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