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Feel the rhythm and excitement of your deepest desires, rising up through your body.
Inciting your most vulnerable emotions and darkest, intimate thoughts.
Faint expressions, hardly visible as you descend into your body’s wanting nature.
Your eyes, seductive and electrifying—deep ocean blue—cosmic stardust shining through.
Lying there, naked and shivering while I draw concentric, spiraling circles on your belly.
Forgetting to breathe, so I remind you while joining in too.
You can feel into my desires and know I’m holding back—that I have deep and dark secret fantasies I’d like to reveal.
We’ve waited so long, for this trusting matrimony of wild, loving embrace.
Surrendering slowly, while you run your hand along my face.
Peering into my eyes—I can feel you—touching my soul.
Our lips meet—shockwaves emanating through our bodies and we can barely stand the intensity.
That energy in motion, seeking its unbridled expression through us, as we give way to universal love—seeping through—vividly striking daylight, coming true.
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Briefly pausing long enough to reflect on his past, where he was this time each year before, thankful that he’s passed through such turmoil.
Knowing there’s no end until the day he becomes no longer.
Abiding gratitude overwhelms him often. The simplicity that nature offers one living as a human, in spirit’s form. Suited to live more naturally and now reformed. A destructive process, no more alien than being born, except this journey entails awakening of spirit, while residing in the flesh—newly reborn.
Ever-tempting him away from his purpose—his role, the illusory nature surrounding him shapes itself in such a pattern that if one remains attentive enough, they may begin co-creating this wondrous tapestry with conscious intrigue, surreal awareness and humble rightness.
Natural flow or rhythm restored, being human becomes one’s truth, grasping nothing once more.
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