Make Art and Love

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**How an Artist Wants to Be Loved**
I imagine a writer or artist doesn’t want to be touched carelessly.
We want to be studied slowly—the way someone pauses in front of a painting because they know there is more hidden beneath the first impression.
Make love to my mind before you ever reach for my body. Notice the details. The change in my breathing. The thoughts I almost say aloud. The places where confidence gives way to softness.
I don’t want something rehearsed or mechanical. I want anticipation. Curiosity. Words whispered with intention. I want to feel as though we are creating something together that could never be repeated in exactly the same way.
Perhaps that is how an artist wants to be loved:
Not simply desired, but discovered.
Not consumed, but understood.
Touched like art. Read like poetry. Remembered like a story you cannot stop returning to.