Dark Resurrection

The Darkened Vaulted Revelations

When emotions have cooled from their epic sting, the dull ache starts to surface and press the agenda of reconciliation. Two united souls have a hard time staying apart longer than is required. The harmony misses the beat. The yearning for closeness starts to override the senses of right and wrong.

It becomes a question of reparation. What needs to be done to rebuild. The man in his vault finds it claustrophobic without the freshness of his lady’s touch. This is when the emergent drive pushes him to fight back from the demons that claw at his mind. To be liberated becomes the passionate plea. He has to arise and stand back up. The Vault, as useful as it was, is small and requires one to crouch.

The sweet memories of honey dripping from her lips calls to his primal urges. The magnetic north pole of his being, aligned with her, wants to close the gap.

The heart is pounding against the door of the vault, seeking freedom, to pursue the woman that makes it all right. The way she laughs. The way she snuggles. The way time seems to shift positively whenever he’s next to her. This calls through the depths of the darkness of the abyss and demands he rises to the occasion.

No matter how hurt he has been, the loss of closeness hurts more. The sense of loss made that much more poignant by the fact she’s still in his life and there is no break-up in sight. Imprisoned inside the very loving bond that once liberated him. Torn inside while appearing very calm outside. The cognitive dissonance creating cacophony inside the mind blurring rationality. The voice of home pulls and tugs. He needs to be with his love once more.

Unlike straight forward attraction, this is an ardent conflict of ambitions. On one hand, he craves on a primal level, the closeness that only trust can give. On the other, he is struggling with the raw memory of being hurt and destroyed by the very hand that has sustained his romance. The desire to plunder her with unbridled sexual desire is checked by the ego demanding answers. The memory of her lips screaming his name as his tongue savored her womanhood is in direct conflict with his sense of pride, wounded by her actions not that long ago.

Yet, he has to rise up and beat the odds. He needs to go to her. The instinct to chase won’t stop it’s haste. He needs to find out from her what happened. Apologize to her for not understanding the moment. Make things right. Then, once all the information is processed, guide their relationship to higher grounds so this doesn’t happen again.

The resurrection is the pivotal point in which a man realizes the cave is not working. The vault is too constraining. He needs to find his closure and healing within the connection he has with his lady.

While the first few infractions may not keep him buried in the vault long, if at all, repeated wear and battle laden tears will eventually teach a man to keep his heart in the vault ever longer periods of time. There are scenarios in which he may chose not to bring back his heart. This, of course, to the great detriment of the relationship he’s in or any that may follow there after.

While men know that women can retreat to their own vaults, the resurrection is expected. When men dive into their vaults, there is no socially accepted protocol for his revival. It varies greatly from man to man… to the great consternation of women the world over. Nevertheless, most men will eventually emerge, as the vault can get stuffy and difficult.

In the moment of his resurfacing, that is when care and caution wrapped in love is most critical. The vault is still calling his name, even holding on to the edges of his garment. Lashing out at him in that moment will cause his raiment to be caught at the gate, tripping him, leaning him back, and making the return back in all too tempting and easy.

The skilled lover he expect of his woman knows not to attack him in this vulnerable state. A place he almost never shares with anyone other than his most intimate of connection. It is there that the greatest show of love can take place. The pillars of trust affirmed. Where transformation takes place. And where a gentlemen displays his valor the best. There, the two can really tango and create the lock and key mechanism of blissful unity.

Even the guys who love their stealthy resurrection, if you know how to read him properly, you too can enjoy that heavenly moment of spiritual bonding that takes place during physical bondage… were emotional hostage freeing becomes ritualistic orgasmic reuniting of two souls in much need of each other.

The Vault

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