TOUCHING ME ... FEELING YOU...

I’m touching me with you in mind I’m feeling you all over me All around me, all in me My body craves the REAL you But gladly acts as your sensual surrogate I’m feeling you while touching me I hear your voice in my head And I feel all the words In my every breath, my every pore I feel, I want, I need, I crave … Every feeling begins and ends with “YOU” Every single breath is punctuated By wicked, juicy thoughts of you My hands crave and need to feel you My body goes on point at the sound of your name You say things to me about me That takes my breath away I love that my voice brings Your body to willing attention We touch us, and feel each other The mutuality is all we need Till we can feel and reach and touch And explore and satisfy what needs to be satisfied Then die to live and die again Please touch me But this time … Touch more than my soul.

Dear Beautiful Soul ...

Dear Beautiful Soul,

Why have you let yourself be bogged down with he worries of the world? What makes your eyes run with tears for the ones you’ve loved and lost? How is it that I never see you smile anymore? It feels like you’ve lost your joy and your laughter, and that, beautiful soul is a shame.

I’ve watched you slowly lose your glow, relinquish some of your sparkle.

Don’t you know beautiful one that all joy begins and ends with you? You hold the magic yourself, and the sooner you realize that, the happier you will become.

Can you not see that my outer body is but a temple built and dedicated to your radiant beauty dear soul? Without you there is no me, and I am thankful that you have deemed my mortal shell worthy of your presence.

Having been presented with our gratitude, are you still going to keep your luminosity within?

Shine forth beautiful soul so we may pay you the homage you so deserve. Warm us from within so that we too may glow with your fire of your love.

I love you my beautiful soul and I thank the Creator for you everyday.

You are uniquely mine.