pleasures ahead (a poem)
a cup of coffee in the afternoon becomes a gateway to pleasures ahead and a hand to hold
a cup of coffee in the afternoon becomes a gateway to pleasures ahead and a hand to hold
Having an orgasm for me, during sex, is a function of tuning into my partner's directions and hints and basking in the experience of feeling every inch of their body.
If you are going to love deeply, you become more susceptible to fear. The more we come to depend on the reciprocal affection of another person the more put ourselves at risk of a painful loss should the relationship not work out. Even in our everyday relationships, caring deeply about someone comes with risks.
I am shouting at the moon and telling the universe, "Here I am, fully awake and fully empowered. Show me a partner who can bring their empowered love to join with me."
My inner dialogue and my personal biographical story continue to be written even when I cannot share this night. My hope is that the gossamer connections between us will still carry enough energy and information to keep our souls interested in reconnecting and rejoining and that we both find the desire and time to make it happen.
We don't need our partners to turn into BLGs too. We need our partners to accept and appreciate our white-hot love and then find their own lover within. Our partners do have to return some of the love. Our partners do have to respond with loving feedback. And if we dial up the chemistry just right...
I have learned to let go and let love. And when the right one comes along I will not hesitate, I will not hold back, I will not shy away from saying what I want.
At this moment, I am single. And at this moment, I know that the next woman IS THE ONE. Until she isn't.