Tantric Life ~ We have habits of: Denying ourselves pleasure. Equating pleasure just to acts of sex. Believing pleasure is something given to us by another. Seeking permission for pleasure.
I want to lay bare upon your bones. Flesh upon my own. Feel the ecstasy of your rhythmic breath, it’s licks, it’s pauses. Enticing the wild call within. My temple
I don’t want to leave you. I want to lie here forever, held in the musty scent of you. Listening to your whispers of silence, that speak to my loins.
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