the truth about lust

first the good thing about lust - it's almost as strong a bond as love; maybe even stronger, since it's far more tangible. you can see, feel, smell, sense, touch, taste it; it can burn in your veins and make you tremble with desire and want and need.

now for the not-so-good-news - lust lasts even less than love. of course love fades just as certainly, but it makes a more determined effort to hang around and be sociable. lust, now she's a selfish mistress. one fine day - poof! i know this for a fact, and i know this to my cost. three relationships, each where can't-keep-hands-off-each-other was a given, suddenly turned to dust because the lust took a hike.

of course it helped too. each of these three times the same thing happened. one fine day i found myself no longer turned on by the man - usually very suddenly - and almost instantly, the rest of the relationship went cold too. obviously there wasn't much to these relationships, because they didn't survive the departure of lust.

now lets take married man, the one i'm having an affair with. he and i used to be wild and crazy and almost constantly sexual; each conversation turned to sex, we sent erotic msgs and graphic descriptors of what we'd like to do to each other, we shared fantasies, we were just a lot about sex. but over the past few months - i'd say 4-5 months - he's been less 'physical' in every way. we're honest enough with each other for him to tell me if he was sleeping with another woman, so i know it's not that. what it is is that the sex doesn't mean as much to him now as other things do. sex in general is taking a backseat in his mind and life currently but our relationship hasn't suffered for that at all. i'm relieved, i'm intrigued and i'm curious to see where this goes.