Image of our arousal.
New York is the mistress I’ll always return to. Being back after weeks of exploring islands and erotic interludes, I am ignited. It feels as though I am in the right place at the right time. This city reflects my desires, my worthiness, my potential. She never gives up, always strong, and beautiful even in her imperfections. This city fills me up, it influences my path, it's inextricably connected to my truth. Our environment colors the image of our arousal. Mine is vibrant, deep, and chaotic. It is wild and unfinished. It is a question and a secret. I wonder, am I good at keeping secrets?