I crave intimacy deeply from a romantic partner. I am letting you know my body and you have to know me if you want to learn anything. 

Understanding what you turns you on, what you want another to do to you, what you want to do to another, all of this is essential knowledge about the most intimate parts of you. Every act of kink (which must be consensual to be considered kink!!!) is an act of love between people whether it be platonic, romantic, or the simple innate love of community. It is a shared experience in an environment cultivated for community. Care, commitment, trust, responsibility, knowledge, respect-- all of these are the foundation of play. Open and honest communication, established and respected boundaries, acknowledgement of the power exchange between you and the responsibility that comes with that power... it can be nothing other than love. Sex at its most powerful-- its power being connection-- is love and knowledge of the body and mind and self. Like perfect and true love it is transformative, soul-affirming, life-changing, and indescribably more.

The exception of domination in a sexual context is possible in a world of love because of consent. I believe participating in kink on any level involves love. All elements are there and the importance of them stressed. They are acts of love between people, even if you do not choose to love this person as a romantic partner outside of play.

My experience is this. I crave a partner I can be of service to. I want them to let me make all the decisions for them because they don’t want to. Not mere indecisiveness, but a desire to be loved and cared for without worry. Who I can tell to fuck me harder, buy flowers for me at the grocery store, wash my hair, and who wants that just as bad as I want this. To be blessed with a partner who trusts me enough to give me this power: the power of control, of authority, of ascendancy. I believe this is possible and even healthy in a world of love.

In this society and many others before ours, sexual deviance “beyond the norm” has been so fucking stigmatized, punished, and deeply disrespected. This violence is so unnecessary to our lives. How we love is who we are. That never stays suppressed for long nor should it. In a better world, we live honestly, courageously, and passionately. With loyalty to our values and who we love. I see no reason why this should mean hiding our sexual preferences. Believe that I firmly push back against the current veil of shame and secrecy surrounding kink and BDSM, because that is a veil around love. It deserves to be burnt to ashes. 

I think love should be a religion. I think love is religious for me. It might be tied to kink, but there is so much power in love alone. I would do anything for anyone.

I don't think I could find anybody that loves me more than I love myself. By love I mean know, I suppose, because what greater form of love is there besides devotion to the subject? To say I will study you and that you fascinate me. That I want to ask questions constantly cause I have a curiosity of you that could never be satisfied. That I could spend a lifetime getting to know you and there would still be more I would want to learn. ​