I am finding pleasure in being more comfortable with expressing my passion, something that was for many years, very difficult for me. I lived in the minds of others, scared to express who I was becoming for fear of rejection…I found myself in writing fiery poetry and dancing like a goddess. Dance is a very sensual outlet for a woman in search of her true passions…she needs not fear disapproval, especially when she dances for herself…she is alone in the moment, feeling a primal energy that has been with her through the ages. She is breaking through taboos, rules and other barriers that tell her to sit quietly with her hands and legs folded perfectly. That is not her…anymore at least. People felt safe when she was a predictable person…knowing that to shun her passions is to shun who she truly is…But now, she opens to possibilities, to the kundalini energy that spirals up and through her. She honors it, knowing it will open her up even more.
As I danced, I could feel myself glowing from inside out…
“I miss your face,” he said…and I miss yours…the way it rests perfectly between my breasts. Your tongue vibrates on my nipples and I want you where it is so wet. You grip my waist and slide me slowly down onto you…taking a breath with every inch I receive…until you are all in…head kiss from the lips of my cervix; you move so fluidly; coming deeper into me until I cry so loud and long; deer song, mingling with your hungry, lustful growl. I feel your hands squeezing my ass…flexing and touching me longingly. I gaze into your eyes; how they are lowered, yet meet mine so intensely. I watch your body glide up and down; my stomach flutters and we kiss. Moving our heads away as a tease and then coming back in for a full force landing of our lips. My body and my soul are at your mercy, my thoughts so thirsty for you…
And so, I long to know what it would be like to be loved…by you.
For now, I grasp onto my only truth and that is, I enjoy you. I love who you are when you come alive in conversing with me…sharing your deepest dreams, your journey, your story. I cling to the connection we have, our similar pasts…our future yearnings.
If I can imagine you with me; who is to say what cannot be…in love?
Eye told her, “every cell in my body longs to collaborate with yours”…she said to me; “as does mine; we will create a star with our intensity”…her response made me pause and breathe so deeply. And at that moment, I knew without hesitancy that she was the truth to me…for her to feel our love on that level was so surreal…I could not help the tears that began to blur my eyes. Past the sky, past the clouds, past anything and anyone that says this kind of love could never exist, I saw it forming and being born. In the womb of the universe, in the beautiful darkness, an explosion of epic proportion would bind us as one…Beautiful soul, eyes as precious as gold, and a heart made of precious flower petals; so soft and yielding…beckoning me to behold her in all her glory. This is not your usual love story…
You and me…show me your eyes in the moonlight, how they burn like fire…mmm, I’m hot; I can feel the heat you are emanating. I want to be all in, participating in this ritual dance of love. Slowly I’m building up a yearning…so that when I see you I will unfold and take hold of you…I’ll have to remember to breathe because I am so overwhelmed by your energy. I am in tuned with how intense it is; delicious, gratifying and so strong…like the great wide sea.
Try as we might, we cannot deny the physical needs of having a human experience…it warms the soul to give in to our desires, but only with the heart and soul at the center. We may try to fulfill these desires with short lived experiences but in the long run, we hurt deeply…it is meant for us to have intimate relationships no doubt, but we have to honor ourselves in the process…love is a beautiful thing!
…It first began so subtly…so sweet and innocent, like time spent getting to know someone while they laugh shyly at all of your questions, yet long to answer them…and then I yearned to hear her voice, she honestly left me no choice, I could feel her effortlessly. I was falling…deeply… I held every moment close to my heart, every word shared; what a sweet pair, she and Eye. Understanding her without her even talking, it’s like the same path all along we have been walking. She is open to me being as intense as I ache to be, finally someone who is not afraid of the love I have deep within me. She readily accepts it, welcomes it and each day I anxiously yearn for more. More of who she is, of what she wants to be, her gracious unfolding; I am blessed to see. Her light shines deep in my soul, I am so loved by her, and she by me…not a day goes by that I am not reminded of her purity and sweetness…how did I become destined for her, and she destined for me? It is written in the stars, we shall see…we will shine infinitely…Mind travels, I am unraveled, take me where you are, beautiful…I would not miss this place, as long as I get to see your precious face…the possibilities are truly endless as is my love for you.
My moans permeated the silent summer night in the car as we made love with sweet desperation…He held me so tightly against his strong frame; in my mind and out loud I screamed his name. How I missed the way he felt inside me; every thrust I felt with intensity. Our eyes met and warm, erotic smiles covered our faces…he took me to faraway places as he always does…I’m so deeply in love with him and damn I can’t get enough…craving, wanting and yearning for his delicious touch.