Other Women

I have always found other women than my current partner attractive, but for the first time I don't feel tempted by them. Already in the maintenance of loyalty I have learned to focus on love rather than the love symbols, to preserve the soul of our relationship without distractions like porn, and to see the worth of our love rather than its mere fact. Yet other women, other attractive women, are another kind of distraction which overlaps all these and adds more, for it's only the possibility other women represent that is tempting, not their skin beauty but the possibility of intimacy with their interior beauty, a more or different intimacy, and a different interior or different beauty with lure of variety.

But like porn it is a soulless lure, a distraction wherein one gives away the value of the love they already have, and difference isn't better, no difference could be better, than the fate and destiny I feel with my wife. I don't need to know any other interior space as I know, love, and know the worth of the interior space of my wife; other women may be attractive, but they simply couldn't have the value to me that I already have.

Thus I know the moment I attempt to investigate the value of another woman's interior space will be the moment I devalue the interior space of my wife and devalue of the soul of our relationship. Looking for more, different or better, anywhere but with my wife not only shows a lack of loyalty or an assumption she is somehow lacking or deficient, but shows the assumption our fate and destiny together is somehow lacking or deficient.