Me and bae in a dimly lit lounge.
Sippin drinks with clever names & shit hard to pronounce
We stare into the eyes of each other’s abyss-
& welcome it
With open arms
I worship her body as a living, breathing psalm…
I booked us an exquisite suite
in the boutique-
hotel not too far from here
In our gay village, surrounded by community
It’s a full moon eclipse
Embrace our lunacy…
Too goddamn powerful to ever be tamed
Music is playing
“Diamond” by All Them Witches
You, look absolutely delicious.
to be devoured
I, ready to oblige
damn, your eyes..
In this dimly lit room
She has that look
that lets me know, it’s time to go..it’s time to consume
Just wondering 💭
One of the things that I’ve realized about myself as I matured is that I like sentimental and cute shit. Take for instance a love letter.
Written by your most favourite person, in their own handwriting and with trace amounts of her signature & most intoxicating fragrance. Yeah. That.
& once I heard this song “Strawberry Letter #23” I of course had to look up the lyrics and the song meaning-as told by its writer. I found this bit of info after a quick search:
The song was written by Shuggie Otis for his second album, Freedom Flight in 1971- as a way to describe his romantic feelings for his girlfriend. Though the lyrics commonly refer to “Strawberry Letter 22,” Otis explains that, “the song is about a love letter. The guy and the girl had written each other 22 love letters. And the 23rd one he writes is a song.
Call me whatever tf you want (either way idc) but that’s the type of shit I like. Sweet, sentimental. Romance. Intention. Attention to detail…& vulnerability. Expressing your deepest feelings & sentiments- & being so vibrationally free, so wholeheartedly and whole spirited-ly in the midst of such beautiful love…that your words sound like you were on some type of psychedelic trip. I mean, check out these lyrics:
Hello, my love, I heard a kiss from you
Red magic satin playing near, too
All through the morning rain I gaze, the sun doesn’t shine
Rainbows and waterfalls run through my mind
In the garden, I see
West purple shower, bells and tea
Orange birds and river cousins dressed in green
Pretty music I hear, so happy and loud
Blue flower echo from a cherry cloud…
If you arrive and don't see me
I'm going to be with my baby
I am free, flying in her arms
Over the sea
Stained window, yellow candy screen
See speakers of kite
With velvet roses diggin'
A present from you
Strawberry letter 22
The music plays
I sit in for a few
Yeah. That’s the kind of love I’m talking about. Remembering that a huge part of your experience…is to experience, love. In all of its glory.
So back to the love letter 💌 and things of that nature. I also very much so love sweet little notes from my person. From those little sticky notes left on mirrors & placed strategically in places you will definitely see them (like in your car on the steering wheel), to voice notes. I love them all. I honestly love expressiveness and vulnerability in my romantic connection.
Like…if I’m making you feel some type of way, I would love to know. I may be great at a lot of things, but being a hard core psychic or mind reader ain’t one of em, lol. So. I’m very appreciative of the woman that takes the time and has the intention of letting me know exactly how she feels about me/us/our connection and relationship.
As Alina Baraz & Galimatias say: “show me and I’m all yours.”
& just for you, the song in subject:
How do you say:
I wanna dive deep wit you
Share energy, space, knowledge, wisdom & sheets, wit you
Silk, to Egyptian cotton
The art of courting seems to be lost on many, & to some-forgotten
& I wanna remind you & awaken the beast in you
Be peace with you
As we lay in the mutual space of love that time can’t erase
With me your heart is safe
My abundance of love is for you
How do you…
say this and so much more?
Only you I am here to worship and adore
I wrote this piece with someone in mind. As sort of a love poem, love affirmation and manifestation. But somewhere, somehow shit got lost in translation…lost in space. But found on time. I am grateful for all of my love& life teachers, regardless of length of stay. I love being inspired and moved to write words dedicated to love. That’s the root. Everything else stems from that. So. I give thanks for presence and the essence of divinity. The reminder that love is beautiful and free. & the hope of a thing also makes life more beautiful.
I’m writing you poetry
And consistently show you
The love that you deserve
Unfold you like the most delicate petals of a rose
I will leave you whole and not pluck you
But know every day I always wanna fuck you-
& love you. & I will always pick you
While leaving your roots room to grow, too
You are my Queen bee and my flower
Love you enough to relinquish power
Behold, the ferocious Goddess
& that’s being modest
Cuz there aren’t enough words to describe your beauty
You and I are truly aligned
The Universe and my Ancestors are so benevolent and kind
They way they placed us together
You’re my most valued treasure
Loving you is so easy. Loving you takes no effort.
I give thanks for mutual effort
Mutual love and healthy obsession
Learning in real time that I’ve mastered the lessons
Every day I am in awe of your special
Gas you and fill you up until you’re an overflowing vessel
Of love that radiates
Nothing and no one predates
Our chemistry and energy
The way we love each other, intentionally
the generosity and blessings within our connection
You found me and gave to me-thee
Your care, your affection and your time
Thank you for appreciating me
Thank you for adoring me
Thank you for reciprocity
and for loving and receiving me
Thank you for being solid
And easy like Sunday morning
A Sunday kind of love is what you give every day and it’s what I’ve always wanted
Thank you for that beautiful smile
Thank you for taking the time to get to know me on deeper levels
Your love helped me discard that hard fixed sign shell
& invited me to openness
I will always love you on purpose
Each and every day
& in every way
You bring me such joy and cognizance
Learned to lead with my heart over the simply logical sense
I love our attraction, I love our passion-it’s so intense
In the best ways
I’m excited to spend time with you knowing that these aren’t even my best days
For someone like you and here you are
Love- a beautiful reminder that love knows no distance and is never far
I know that heaven is a place on Earth and it’s with you
Every day is beautiful and better than the next
I love our openness
We are on the road to free
Just had to make some stops along the way
I love when you message me, I love hearing your voice-it makes my night and day
So much better
I love reading your love letters
I love receiving your love…and sharing mine with you
That’s it…that’s the
tweet Blog. Ok that’s not it, but damn…this Instagram post stopped me in my fucking tracks and I HAD to share it on my Story and now, here. Because I don’t want to forget it. I don’t ever want to forget the moments that led me to this post. And how divinely timed this shit was.
The fact that I had been playing “Real Love Baby” when I first saw this post also solidified what my guides were trying to tell & remind me:
That settling for lukewarm or bare minimum effort and love is not the business. That I am worthy of a love so sublime and so divine, that it reminds me of love; that I am love(d).
Every bone in my body will be sure. With love and humans coinciding-she doesn’t have to be perfect to be the antidote, the cure…
pure vibes and love. A love affair and love story to rival any epic tale. A love that’s real. And ready. & open and willing to move through the discomfort and the temporary. My love will choose me as I do her, endlessly. She will be solid in her love and intention, not on the fence about me. Not perfect, but perfect…for me.
I could write and write and write…but I’m gonna keep it brief and soak in the words above. A reminder of a perfect love for me. Imperfectly existing, never waning or drifting. Gifting me with her presence and consistency…hold her down as she lifts me. Transporting me to heights not reached previously. & honestly nobody else exists to me… Real Love, Baby
I created this video that I posted to my IG stories. I don’t see why my wordpress fam should be denied, lol.
& I would like to add that I appreciate & highly value: honesty, integrity…vulnerability (as long as she feels safe to be) and authenticity. A Goddess who isn’t afraid of growth. Someone who is loving, a kind human and affectionate..I like that shit
A Goddess of Sensuality with healthy boundaries. Worldly, i.e. loves to travel and experience new places, while appreciating the beauty in other cultures and ways of living.
She exudes femininity & has a sense humor/can be goofy and loves to laugh & be happy*
*I fuck with all the vibes, but just not the fake ones*
So I’ll never be one of those “positive vibes only” people. That’s like being a robot with no feelings & is just plain harmful & toxic. IMO. so yeah no. We all experience a range of emotions and being able to process & deal with them in a healthy way is the goal. Be angry, be pissed off, be moody if need be, just as long as we not suppressing our feelings, we good. Healthy communication is key. Healthy outlets and knowing oneself; for example my 12H Sun calls for isolation in order for me to process. & I’ve found that taking the necessary steps & space to do so works best. For me. So I want her to feel comfortable with feeling the big and sometimes not so pleasant feelings and do what’s best in her own ways of processing & healing. As long as we’re not sweeping 🧹 shit under the rug and lovingly & intentionally dealing with the opportunities (notice I didn’t say “problems” -because words are powerful) for growth and greater understanding of ourselves and one another.
Soooo, yeah healthy communication is paramount. As is emotional intelligence. & Being cognizant of each other’s love languages. Respect. Even in difficult times.
Loyalty and commitment to one other is also high on my list of things that I value…as an Aqua Sun, Capricorn Venus also respecting each other’s autonomy and monogamy. Stable foundations and co-creation, not co-dependency.
If there’s anything else I think of that aligns I will add to this further. But yeah…
I really and truly love when I witness a work and body of art that moves me completely. I’m on the last episode of this limited series called “Scenes From A Marriage” and I’m…Disheveled to my core. & reborn.
Because I see bits and pieces in my own villain/lover original sin-love story; the similarities and reminders of one of my deepest loves. & conversations that were happening that I couldn’t fathom their meaning because I was too stuck on the in between of a deferred dream and my ideals…based on what I thought was supposed to happen.
My idealistic take on love and what being in a relationship was. Fuck me…these scenes remind me of that lucid dream. & the reality of my ex’s humanity in seeing that our dreams were parallel until they weren’t. Her raw honesty. & how sometimes you can’t see the forest for the trees, based on your own hurt, or your own worth-or, perhaps lack there of.
Either way, this show really reached into the depths of me. Reminded me of reality. & how beautiful it is to be loved and be human. All of the messy and complicated parts included. So. In conclusion, I wrote some words about it:
Is there some ONE for every ONE?
Or are we simply to experience
Different lovers, different ideas & learn what the meaning is
Contained within each vessel is a lesson
& sometimes a curse
We hurt, we scream, we cry, we mourn until...we remember our worth
& what works
& truly what doesn’t
On slippery slopes we slide
Until we collide
Until we collapse
Learn the meaning
Of what isn’t
Until one day we decide to put away
The label makers
& realize the humanness of loving each other boldly & making mistakes along the way
Whose to say
That I can’t belong to me only
& give to you still
A cup that’s filled
Drinking from crystal glasses
20/20 with rose tinted spectacles
We give everyone permanency & make them a collectible
We hoard them, put them on a shelf right next to their pedestal
To be polished so we can never see them with their subtle scars & prominent scratches
We speak about the happiness
Of having them
But never fully experience them beyond the shell of our perceptions and expectations
Erase the individual wants and needs
have done ourselves a disservice
Make it our purpose to worship
Holy, but not common ground
Just to feel safe & sound
I want you around
But only after you’ve found
Love your missteps
Love is politically incorrect
An emotional treasure within a shipwreck
emotional rebirth & death
On our tippy toes the closer we reach for depth
And learn to swim in the abyss
That elicits a sharp breath
Uncontrollable we try to make it a point to hold onto that which we don’t know
Write a script for love instead of
Letting it all naturally come together and unfold
Without permission we assign roles
The rules were skewed
a long time ago...
That’s why you must decide your own
Find your home
Rest your bones
There a place for your comb
and your calm.
Recognizing and acknowledging what love isn’t.
& the way we do that is by opening ourselves and our hearts once again.
Kinda reminds me of that Dr. Maya Angelou quote:
Have enough courage to trust love one more time
Oh, & this gem:
Love is a condition so powerful; it may be that which pulls the stars in the firmament. It may be that which pushes and urges the blood in the veins. Courage: you have to have courage to love somebody because you risk everything – everything.
It’s all a risk because some people and their intentions can be complete and utter shit.
But to achieve bliss, in this sense...it’s always worth it. Because the more you open yourself up to it, the more you grow/better you get (hopefully)
‘cause in love and growth begets clarity, discernment & healthier boundaries
You found me
After I found myself
We attracted one another after we stopped telling and living outdated stories & left those books on the shelf.
So. Here we are. Here we go. So much to lose and heaven to gain. Scorpio season always reminds me of transmutation. & these darker seasons urging me to be patient while living in a matrix & the land of instant gratification.
So, back to the lesson
& what I feel I’m being taught...
how to not
give up on love
& I had to stop
& expecting perfection from imperfect humans
When most of us are just doing our best
From where we at
What we understand, perceive and know to be true
Our current level of consciousness is proof
Happily ever is an attainable endeavor
Never, weather permitting
Admitting that we belong to ourselves first and only
& not to continue to commit to lofty, idealistic ideas and standards of love-because we’re lonely
Love is not that
Happily ever after...about that
I learned that
Nobody is promised to you forever
So I vow to love you and be your partner as long as we both agree to
As long as it’s healthy for the both of us
Not because time or history
The thing about love...it’s a beautiful mystery
To be discovered
unraveled and learned over and over til the end of time
Til we get it “right”
& feel like
Our whole & complete selves are not compromised
For the sake of union
I want you
All of what makes you, you.
& I promise to present the same to you
Scars, healing, and truth
An ever evolving human and work in progress, to be continued
She said “yes”
& decided to grow a garden that was always tended to
No matter who
Was around or absent
Gave herself the biggest gift: being present
Accepting love from whole sources-no exceptions
In love. Pure meditation
of energies to higher realms
No longer trying to be her higher self
Only her favourite
Knowing that time is never wasted
Once you stop fakin
Or settling for the mundane
Life and love equally should be experienced passionately
It’s my passion to be:
The love of my life before someone else can become the same to me
She said “yes” to belonging to herself, faithfully
Before we shared love, energy and time
A supreme being. & a love sublime
We share and exhale
Inhale the newness of completeness
Oh darling, we have only just begun the sweetness...
I offer you
Pearls of rain
Coming from the lands
Where it never rains
I will cross the world
Till after my death
To cover your bosom
With gold and light
I will make a kingdom
where love will be king
Where love will be the law
Where you will be queenNe Me Quitte Pas
When the words are so sweet. So intentional and so unique…you just gotta share them. For some who may not hear them or have heard. A love bizarre…a love absurd.
A love of the ages and one that will rival the epic stories of the gods and goddesses. That is what I live for. Ache & breathe for. I could never settle for lukewarm…I want more. & some more…ode to Miss Simone. I vow to never place my love on a pedestal, nonetheless…worship her on her throne.
A Queen. My Selene; my Moon and Stars…forever.
I was made to love her, worship and adore her…“As” by Stevie Wonder
& it feels like the most normal thing to do
The most comfortable way to feel and be…
Extend the love that I have built up inside of me-for me
To: Extend it to you
To love and care for you as the you that you are
Existing in authenticity and beauty
-an extension of the Divine
You belong to you & I am always mine
Conscientiously choosing you in every lifetime
& every dimension
This Union- being Mary J: Love without a limit
Loving you every day
& loving you on purpose.
Is the most normal that thing I can do.
You do. As do I.
In tune with Soul-
Wanna give you so much Love
So much trust
So much space to be in your own magnificence
As I do
Every. Single. Fucking. Day
& love the hurt into acceptance and forgiveness
So we can be sure that past remains in its place
I wanna hold you in a space created by both of our energy
By your side like-
Sade and symmetry
& chemistry is:
blowing mixing & clearing of smokey mirrors
mixing these different spirits
& grabbing hold of each other by the motherfuckin collar
I got you. & I’m not going anywhere.
& Our Love is fucking worth it.
& we Love ourselves and then one another
You deserve every fucking thing. As do I.