Hurt so Good (Underground)

We have safe words to make sure that the pain doesn't overwhelm the pleasure. We would much rather feel something than nothing as life continues to jade us. Since love resembles war, white flags are sometimes impossible because the trust is conditional rather than constant. When we trust, we enable the person whom we trust the ability to hurt us and this hurt is the opposite of pleasure.

Still we take that risk. We apply the clamps to ourselves. We think we know how to remove them when the pleasure turns to suffering. Then we learn about the suffering in love and we keep our clamps in place. We are in love.

Our loved ones want us to suffer a little until they tell us to cease with forgiveness when we feel the pain that we have inflicted upon them. When we become sensitive as our pain pinpoints. 

When we remove the clamps, the pain multiplies immediately as relief sends its fractured message. We are free again but suffering from our freedom as we stagger dance in our vulnerability and trust.

This is the pleasure of love. The ongoing realization that the suffering is straight ahead.

This is our gift to our loved ones.

I will suffer for you.

I will sacrifice for you.

I will pray for you.

I will dance for you and with you. I will surrender my mystery for our history.

I am yours.

Clamped yet unchained.

Save me.