The most confusing parts about love, is being in it by yourself and freeing yourself to allow it. That moment when you realize that you’ve fallen in the deep end with no life jacket. How does the other person feel? Do they feel territorial, is it self preservation or love? You have no real idea. You’re a lover by nature, but not easy to trust and give your heart. So when you do, it’s pretty authentic. Your natural empathic abilities lead you to care deeply for many but only truly love a few. You had no plans of falling, but isn’t that how life works? Loving freely can be a catch 22 for those that have control issues. You have this constant urge to take it back but it’s already out there. The ultimate level of vulnerability. It says that not only have you allowed yourself to give of yourself freely, but you’ve given up controlling what life says should be freed. Love.
Why must we complicate it? Either you do or you don’t, right? Ha!! Complication is the human way! How do you even know when someone truly loves you? Does it matter if it’s one-sided? What about love languages? Is it the verbiage of “I love you”? The way they act? Which means more to you? Does not knowing make you feel deflated? Lessen your love? Wish you could rewind and erase it?
I often wonder why so many people are afraid of loving or speaking in love. Is it because of the possibility of being hurt? Unrequited love? Their past lovers? Childhood? Loving too soon? Isn’t that a testament to the other person? I’m a firm believer that you get one chance at this life. Even if reincarnation, recycling of souls or any variation of such actually occurs, you won’t know. Therefore, we get this one shot. Stop being so afraid of loving people. Living is about loving. I know, I know, loving without being loved back sucks ass! Trust me, I know. The heart wants what the heart wants. When it’s not returned, it kind of creates that sick feeling in the pit of your stomach and you just want to run away (see, told you I understand)! That doesn’t mean that closing yourself off is the healthy option. It’s not! That’s their issue to address in life, not yours. Be willing to walk that walk of love with them, but only if you know it’s what they want as well. Never force love. Love is the easy part. If you’re not sure, take a few steps back to reassess. Give your heart a break. Give them the space they may need. Be open and honest with both your words and your actions. Sometimes you must let that person go to remain the loving being that you are. Someone will come along and thrive on that love, but you must be open and willing.
If you’re the person on the opposite end of the lover, consider their feelings and adjust accordingly. Sometimes that involves letting them go because you can’t be what they need. Life’s too short for anything else.
The subtle looks, the gentle kisses, the long hugs, their scent, the soft touches….
Human touch is the most amazing feeling in the world. When you have an indescribable connection with another person, it is energizing. Yet, there is something much deeper for some people. Connections, energy, bonds… soul ties. The most unique thing is their ability to activate your other senses prior to touching you. The moment they walk in the door, you follow them with your eyes. A simple message. A photo. Their voice makes you smile. Their scent fills the room, it’s erotic and drives you crazy. The kiss of their soft lips. Their hands on any part of your body is enough to make your knees weak. The mere thought of them. If you’re lucky, and their scent lingers on your clothes, you close your eyes and reminisce when they are not around.
This person has this effect no matter where they are. Whether it’s been hours, days, months or years, their effect has staying power. I have to imagine that their souls or spirits have bonded in such a way that they have become inseparable. How else can you explain people being apart for 15, 20, 30 or 40 years and suddenly they find themselves together again. Not just together but intertwined as if not a moment has passed between them. There’s an energy that slowly pulled them back together when they themselves never saw it coming. It’s cute, intriguing, endearing and some may be envious of a connection that deep because it’s rare in a time when separation is popular. A soul tie. A tie so deep that your physical shell can’t deny it even when it tries. That type of tie is interlaced with love, passion, excitement, lust, and anxiety. The Yin to your Yang that you may not have ever believed in until now. Your wavelengths are the same without you being consciously aware. You may supplement other relationships trying to retain that same feeling but they truly are one in a million. A magnificent unicorn. It’s hard to believe that these types of people exists. Hopefully the universe has deemed you lucky enough to not only have met this person but to have them in your life in a permanent capacity. Because the thing is, this person also brings you balance. A clairvoyant way of knowing what to say and what you need, even when you don’t. They make your life easier and soothe you with their words and even more so with their presence.
They are not perfect, they are your ocean. Deep and calming. Your quiet place of peace. To simplify it as Love, is to diminish its power a bit. It’s deeper and if it exists in your life, I don’t need to explain any further.
Be well. Be loved. And live this life like there’s no tomorrow because one day there won’t be.
Let’s exploit your senses! Clear your mind. Now think back to your most passionate encounter. Was it recent? Close your eyes and just think about it……………….
Did you lick or bite your lip from the thought? Did you rub your legs together? Did your breathing become faster, heavier? Did you find yourself practicing kegels at just the thought of that encounter? Did you manhood come to attention to join the party?
There is something so electrifying about a great kisser. Especially when they smell amazing. Can you smell them right now? Did you feel the kiss on your lips, either pair? Yes, that. The softness of his lips. Her gentle kisses on your neck. The gentle caress of his hands as he takes control of your body. The teasing way she rubs your inner thigh. He pays close attention to where his lips travel. She slowly slides down as you discover her warm oasis. He knows what you need before you do. He moves slowly, deliberately, seductively. She slowly but deeply winds. He brings out the best and the nastiest in you, Hell, he’s even a mind reader because you were hoping he would lick and suck right there. His lips and your yoni are made for one another and he knows. You didn’t expect her to lick you there, damn blindfold. What is that vibration, then wetness…Ah yes, that’s it.
This encounter, where does it take place? Is it typical, like the bedroom or naughty like the park in the evening? Does he slip his finger up your skirt in the elevator or love you down in the back seat of the car? Are there toys involved? Blindfolds, fruits, feathers, roses, oil, chocolates, handcuffs? Were you senses driven wild?
Let’s just sit that right there and rest in your encounter.
Have a sexy day!
There is absolutely nothing wrong with a quickie. Let’s be serious, sometimes you only have a few minutes. That tasty, quick, intense sexual encounter is very much worth being late for! With that being said, when there is a break in between the time that you see your intimate partner, make it count. I mean, really make it count!
Chemistry, passion, sensuality, seduction…
Sexual and emotional maturity play a major role!
The attraction that occurs the moment you walk through the door. The electricity that flows through both bodies when you touch, hug, kiss…
Intimate moments should be well thought out, planned, produced and some of the most intoxicating times of your life. If you consider that every moment you share could be the last chance you’re together, the thought process would differ. Never get too comfortable with the idea that the person will always be available, be into you or always believe you’re worth it!
Close your eyes.
To walk through the front door and lay gentle kisses on their lips as he carries you to the shower to cleanse the body before sexually devouring it? You’ve arrived in a summer dress with no panties and no bra. He removed it and into the shower you go. After he washes and rinses you, he shifts the shower water from your faces, lightly lifts your leg to taste the deepest part of your womanhood. Soft, deep but gentle circles with his tongue. Your back arches as you lightly claw at his shoulders… On his way up to your lips his remembers to lick every inch until he reaches your lips for a succulent kiss. Oh, but you won’t be outdone so you kiss and nibble his neck, shoulders, chest, inner thigh, down to the strongest part of his manhood. You take every inch between your parted lips while including your tongue, up and down, in and out. He plays in your hair and massages your scalp. His toes curl, you did it girl! Once you’re done you make your way back up to his lips. He turns the shower off and steps out to dry and returns to dry you off. Once you’re dry, he lifts you out of the shower and carries you to the bed while staring into your eyes (yes, he knows where he’s going already). He lays you on the bed, grabs some oil and massages that body of yours. As he massages your butt, he ever so slightly lifts your inner thighs to taste the yoni once more before entering. You’re so moist, he’s so erect and he goes as deep as he can as you become one…
Re-published post 6/11/16
an uncertain period of awaiting a decision or resolution; an intermediate state or condition.
You lie awake. It’s the middle of the night, 1:16am to be exact. You’ve finally come to terms that there are absolutely two of you, maybe even three. Not in a literal sense but most definitely in a spiritual, physiological sense. The battle of the great you. You’re not quite sure when the other versions came to fruition, you just know they exist. This is the first time you’ve realized it, said it, wrote it. Acknowledgement. So much goes wrong in our lives due to lack of acknowledgement. You no longer feel… Numb. Instead of fighting through our storm, we create another. Maybe you didn’t create a new storm, maybe it’s a calm but every day can’t be sunny. You’ve created these alter egos that have allowed you to view your life instead of living it. You’ve become a coward to your own truth. Deep. Dark. It became raw, deep and dark because the walls came closing in on you so heavily that you suddenly couldn’t breathe and the only way to escape was to transform, disappear, die. Your body almost died so you thought you would add your soul, mind and spirit. You disappeared. You died. Many only know the you that you’ve presented. Even if they get a glimpse of the grey areas they ignore because you’re their rock, not the other way around. You were born a diamond, corundum, topaz. Your strength undeniable. You are strong by force. Many things and people have attempted to destroy you, but you stand. You’ve defied death in a literal sense, but didn’t a part of you die every time? You gravitate to people now because you feel a greater sense of loss, the fragility of life. You need to feel alive. Many have watched it happen to others, few have experienced it. It’s quite different when it is you. It’s as if you’re watching someone else’s life. It is life altering forever. The way you do everything is different. You feel, love, touch, smell, kiss, taste, hear and live differently. Everything feels intensified. Deeper. Strangely and terrifyingly deep. You have the sense of ” I have to, right now” because honestly you don’t feel as confident in tomorrow as you use to. You are forever changed. How many times have you tried to find yourself again. Couldn’t do it? It’s because that you is no longer with us. A glimmer of the old you still exist but you feel it. It’s over-powering, uncontrollable, selfish, entangled, entrapped. Limbo. That’s where you are, in limbo…
Per Urban Dictionary: Demisexuals are characterized by a lack of sexual attraction toward any person unless they become deeply emotionally or romantically connected with a specific person or persons. The level of connection it takes for sexual desire to form is dependent on how close the relationship is rather than initial attraction.
Per Dictionary.com: Chemistry is the interaction of one personality with another.
This is quite possibly the most intriguing topic I’ve written about. You see, I just discovered that demisexuals exist and learned the meaning. I recently had a conversation with someone about how great sex is due to waiting for someone you love. Even if you don’t realize you’re waiting for the person. The example they provided was waiting until marriage to make love to the person. There is something overpowering about having sex with a person that you are deeply in love with first. Do you think that changes the reactions afterwards? Does it enhance the feeling forever or temporarily? Is the chemistry downplayed until the big moment?
The tricky part is that you have a greater chance of being hurt due to your emotional investment. I’m definitely not the authority on this topic. I love completely, not forever, but completely. I use to think that I loved forever. People have the ability to change you when you least expect it. I’ve learned so much from those around me recently. We all have if we just pay attention and follow the unspoken words and the signs. Oddly enough, love has a control switch. Not exactly the love, but the responses because of it. I use to believe that there were some people that I would love unconditionally, that’s another topic for another day. You can’t control who you love or certain circumstances, but you can control you. Preserving love making…
I read a quote about how awesome it is to have chemistry but timing being the biggest bitch, true or false? I have a theory on both. Maybe the timing was distinct because it should never occur. Chemistry is a powerful, electrifying thrill of a feeling. Magnetic if you will. The funny thing is that, a moment, a word, a thought or reaction can alter how you feel about the person. With or without the attraction when you least expect it. Once you cross the sexual threshold you have expectations. Whether you realize this initially or not. These expectations will teach you to ask the necessary questions to receive the answers you require. Silence is golden, so if you never receive an answer, follow the wind. Don’t savor moments too long, they won’t do you any good. Understand and learn from that passion, from that place. Most importantly be honest with yourself, even if they are not capable of being honest with you. Don’t spend too much time being hung up on chemistry. If demisexuality and chemistry are combined, you may have something once the timing is right.
The urge to satisfy, feel, smell, taste and hear are amazing. Pleasing to the body, but especially to the mouth. There’s that moment when you just have to have it! Dopamine rises, palms may even sweat a little, eyes widen, your mouth gets wet from salivating and hope ensues. It’s hard to keep yourself contained, controlled. The anticipation is so high that you’re excited. You start to lick your lips at the thought. So hopeful that you begin to bite your lips ever so softly. Beaming. Here they come, closer, closer, and finally….
Your food arrives! Lol! Geesh, you all are nasty! What did you think I was talking about? Good morning!
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