Do you yearn for affection? Yearn for the type of slow, soft pleasure that has your chest expanding on a deep shuddering inhale, only to slowly release with a groan, a smile, a glowing warmth softly spreading across your cheeks? It's the type of smile that spreads to the eyes, authentic, showing a feeling of real, genuine happiness.

If you're reading this you may want the same thing. You may feel its call as your falling asleep, when a certain song plays that stimulates your heart. When you gaze at the sunset pondering existence, or you enjoy a meal so thoroughly you want to share that joy.

We all want pleasure, comfort, relaxation, companionship, and contentment, but so many of us seek it the wrong way.

We start from a feeling of inadequacy and stretch to change that. We are buying the right clothes, having the right job, being seen with the right people, and going to the gym for the right physique.

We spend so much energy on creating perfection that we forget this feeling of inadequacy was never real. There was always someone who loved us regardless of a few extra pounds and didn't care if you always knew what to say. They loved you for you.

Where you saw imperfection, they saw beauty. Where you saw a mistake, they saw someone doing their best.

I love breasts because of what they represent to me. They're a physical extension of the woman's heart. A part of her that is beautiful, warm, soft, intensely feminine, and unique. I love that just the feeling of breasts on my face can bring relaxation as deep as an hour of meditation. I love the connection, looking up at your face to see you smiling down into my eyes as I suckle at your heart. Every kiss, lick, suckle, and pull, slowly connects our hearts closer and closer together. Each of us wants what the other has, in the most beautiful, selfless dance imaginable. A crescendo of need, dwarfed in pleasure and spilling over into utter relaxation, every cell in our body glowing with peace and happiness.

Suckling, contraction, expansion, pulling and release, each second milking more and more feelings of bliss. It's a firework show wholly part of the human tapestry. Without loss, its easy to overlook happiness and with loss, with every second we spend longing for connection, it makes the moment when we do experience it that much sweeter, that much more special.

This pleasure, this connection, in my eyes is one of the purest things imaginable. It connects us with our hearts like a child at play. There's no worry, no stress, just a flow state as we pursue feelings of love, companionship, and happiness.

In my eyes, there is nothing more healing.

It's that same feeling that I transcribed into this message, that I tried to paint with my words.

If you want to become who you are, remember who you are, the real you, not you shaped by the hardships of life, of your upbringing, but you that felt the wind rush through her fingers, laughed at the sun, and where a single cookie or an ice cream cone brought unparalleled joy. Then I invite you to explore this with me.

Do things from love. Not for love.