The eyes of orgasm are the eyes to the heart
The eyes of orgasm are the eyes to the soul.
The eyes of orgasm are the eyes of intimacy
The eyes of orgasm are the eyes of knowing.
Many of us have sex with our eyes closed, many of us even have sex with the lights off.
Now there definitely are times and practices where we drop deep inside of ourselves. With our eyes closed.
However, having sex with our eyes closed disconnects us, separates us.
Our bodies, our genitals connect, or at least they touch.
Making love is an experience of intimacy, connection, and deep possibility.
Having sex, for many of us, is an act.
With an ending, a very specific ending.
And we do what we need to do to get to that goal.
Which, for most of us, happens more in the mind than in the body.
Thoughts and fantasies.
Behind closed eyes.
While our bodies are engaged in friction, moving to get to the end.
Intimacy is in the connection.
And when our eyes are closed we take ourselves away from one of the deepset, most beautiful, most powerful moments of connection we can experience.
The eyes of orgasm.
In the eyes of orgasm we see without filters.
We see truth.
We see heart.
We see our lover revealed to their core.
And in this seeing, our eyes open.
Fro we can only see such openness with openness.
The eyes of orgasm are the vulnerable of the vulnerable.
The beautiful of the beautiful.
The sacred of the sacred.
The eyes of orgasm are the portal to the temple within.
The eyes of orgasm are the portal to, at that moment, the world disappearing in a shimmering light of intensity. And all there are our eyes. And the energy in our bodies, in our hearts, meeting in our eyes.
The power of an orgasm, an orgasm of presence, is enormous.
Magnified by our eyes, by our mutually penetrating gaze.
Becomes intimacy magnified.
The moment of orgasm, the power of orgasm, is a moment of union, of oneness.
With ourselves, with life.
The eyes of orgasm make it a moment of oneness with our lover.
At that moment so many veils, masks, armour, walls, barriers, drop.
We let go into our selves in a way that opens us, even for those brief seconds of orgasm.
And in that moment, in the eyes of orgasm, we connect.
Beyond words, beyond thoughts.
We connect.
We see, we are seen.
We are held with the knowing of love.
Held in the eyes of orgasm.
