To be desired.

It’s a lustful existence.

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To be the sole object of someone’s ravenous desire is like emerging from a black and white existence into full, vivid technicolor. The reds are deeper, the blues are like crystal, and the greens — vibrant.

Music sounds crisper, melodies fuller. You tune into sounds that weren’t there before and you follow each beat as if you’ll never hear it again. If you first heard…