Desire is like constructivism in architecture:
We never desire something or someone out of a context, we never desire it as an isolated entity even if we want to believe that we really do.
We always desire in a set of data, in a landscape. That’s why Proust said: “I do not desire the woman but the landscape wrapped in that woman”. Obviously we can only sense it and its interpretation depends on our own redundancy and our own tree structure.
Find out the relationship between the different elements that constitute the whole imagery is the key to understand the construction of desire. That’s why I’ve always said that the heart does not have any arithmetic but only geography.
You must always pay attention to whom you share your intimate energy with. Intimacy at this level intertwines your aural energies. So basically if love is real it’s a portal for everything, excavating, lights and shadows. That’s the most beautiful and true landscape you may have and it will be yours forever.