... That's always been the thing with me. I don't know how great I am at it but I have a fair success card to show for the fact that I am not completely at sea at the seduction game. One might associate seduction with getting someone into bed with them, alone. But that's not even the tip of the iceberg!
Seducing is wooing someone's senses. You look them in the eye in a way that they feel you can look right through their soul. You touch their elbow from time to time to have them know that there's no other place in the world you'd rather be. You tell them hilarious anecdotes from your life that's obviously so fabulous in your head. You also let them in on a few stories from your past that you've conveniently blocked out; of course, you share these stories as jokes you laugh off. You flirt, you laugh, you impress... but most importantly, you listen. People will tell you who they are if you just listen. You absorb each word, each sigh, each look; you absorb all of it. You make it all a part of you... till you're both one. Their pain is yours and so are their struggles. Of course, nothing but their happiness gives you utmost joy. You're selflessly and deeply in love with them and the art of seduction lies in just that tiny detail: it's not them you're seducing, it's yourself.
You're seducing yourself into believing there's a world of absolute trust and dependence. You're intoxicated with 'love,' or whatever it is kids are calling it these days. You shake off the high, you switch off and move away from them and their life just as swiftly as you entered it. You move away from everything they brought to your world with little resentment and absolutely no regret. You move away from them with new lessons to add to your art of seduction. You move away to seduce new people with just as much elan...
How do you live with yourself then?
How do I?
Seducing is wooing someone's senses. You look them in the eye in a way that they feel you can look right through their soul. You touch their elbow from time to time to have them know that there's no other place in the world you'd rather be. You tell them hilarious anecdotes from your life that's obviously so fabulous in your head. You also let them in on a few stories from your past that you've conveniently blocked out; of course, you share these stories as jokes you laugh off. You flirt, you laugh, you impress... but most importantly, you listen. People will tell you who they are if you just listen. You absorb each word, each sigh, each look; you absorb all of it. You make it all a part of you... till you're both one. Their pain is yours and so are their struggles. Of course, nothing but their happiness gives you utmost joy. You're selflessly and deeply in love with them and the art of seduction lies in just that tiny detail: it's not them you're seducing, it's yourself.
You're seducing yourself into believing there's a world of absolute trust and dependence. You're intoxicated with 'love,' or whatever it is kids are calling it these days. You shake off the high, you switch off and move away from them and their life just as swiftly as you entered it. You move away from everything they brought to your world with little resentment and absolutely no regret. You move away from them with new lessons to add to your art of seduction. You move away to seduce new people with just as much elan...
How do you live with yourself then?
How do I?
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