The angels drank her heart's blood

there is a level of seduction that exists beyond the body. something less tangible, and perhaps more potent. anais nin understood this idea about how desire does not begin with touch but with language, perception, and the sharp electric pull of a mind that challenges and excites you. in her journals, desire is not just a physical hunger but a hunger of the intellect, an unraveling of thought before an unraveling of the body. to be drawn into someone’s mind, to feel their thoughts press against your own, can be more intoxicating than any physical closeness.

                            Who wouldn’t want you? Whose most demonic appetite could you possibly fail to answer?

“I was carving my name into your side and you were calling me soft, calling me gentle. I do not think you were paying attention.”