at others with new eyes.That flower you passed yesterday is not the same flower. However slight she has changed.
To see her with “old eyes”, to look at her through your mind, is to deny the flower & yourself of today’s beauty.
You, I, We … are the flowers ♥️
Dissolve has been a key word for me in the past few weeks. It repeatedly came in my morning listening and so I watched the invitation to dissolve… allowed it
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
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