Mars made it hot. Saturn made it a lesson

It began in a rush—fast, hot, unfiltered. Mars ruled those first moments. A glance turned to fire. We moved without hesitation, like two sparks meeting mid-air. The attraction was instinctual, raw. It didn’t need words. It lived in glances, in touch, in that immediate sense of yes.

But then Saturn appeared. Quiet, grounded, unmoved by heat. The tempo slowed. What once felt like certainty now asked questions. What are we building? Can this endure? The thrill of Mars met the discipline of Saturn—and not without friction. The shift was subtle at first, then unmistakable’. Where once was rush, now there was weight.

It wasn’t all harsh. Saturn brought structure, clarity, a mirror held steady. We began to see past desire, into the spaces between us. The tension became less about passion and more about persistence. Could we show up, again and again, when the heat had faded? Could we hold each other in the quiet?

Mars had made it easy to begin. Saturn made it harder to stay. But maybe that difficulty was the point. Because not all intensity is meant to last. Some flames are lessons in disguise. A challenge wrapped in desire.

Looking back, I can trace the arc: from fire to form, from immediacy to reflection. Mars lit the match, but Saturn asked what we’d do with the flame. And while the fire didn’t last forever, something remained. A deeper knowing. A steadier kind of wisdom. A tenderness, still warm, even after the burn.