At the Eden Café I can read about Passion being the word of the week. It’s not it being the word of the week that inspires me to write about it, but passion itself.
There is a lot of things in my life that I feel passion for, but does it have to be the same thing as being passionate about them? Is there a slight, and distinct difference there?
I believe that most of us define words around us after our own head, and end up with a warped version of what the original definition is, which then leads to misunderstandings and infected discussions about what one has said to each other. These discussions or arguments as you might call them, can themselves become quite passionate.
Passion for me is intense feelings and wanting something. Your passion can also cause you to investigate thing further and find out more and learn. If you are passionate about orgasms you will likely try and figure out how to make your partner have one, if you are passionate about giving blow jobs and watching the man you love cum all over you, well you get the drift I think.
You can be passionate about pretty much anything in life, and if you are not passionate about anything I’m most sorry for you and hope that things will change, or that they have been better in the past.
Intensity, is another interesting thing though. This can be mixed in with passion and make you totally disappear in a moment of it. When it’s over you will not remember how much time has passed, and likely not be sure what exactly happened but the feeling will stay with you.
I must say though that the 45min sounds like a quickie to me, and I would love the slow 3-4hr lovemaking instead!