A LETTER TO THE MAN I SHOULD HAVE MADE LOVE TO…
Open.
Connective.
With eyes like a stormy blue sky.
Your smile greets me in warm anticipation every time that we meet.
I feel your heartbeat,
It radiates from across the room,
Your masculine energy engulfs my every move,
And I feel you watching me.
My attention is on the funny crook of my smile,
Wondering if you notice.
I breathe deep,
Taking in this moment with you.
I feel the stir inside my being,
A hunger from deep within.
My thoughts wonder,
My attention is now on your breath.
I feel your restriction,
I see you grip your hands,
Controlling your hunger,
As you smile and breathe me in.
I can feel you absorb my very essence as I come close,
My body tingles,
My pulse intensifies,
And I wonder.
I watch the rise and fall,
Of your body as we connect,
I listen to your nervousness,
To your desire,
That you speak through the silence,
And I smile.
I smile at our connection.
I smile at your willingness.
I smile at your adoration,
And respect.
I see how you fear fucking this up.
How you want for more,
For all of me.
And yet settle for the glimmer of my eyes looking back into yours.
You are the man,
The man who shows his heart through the silence of this moment,
You are the man,
Who feels ever so deeply,
And denies his hunger.
You are the man,
The man that can ignite me.
In your own unique fashion,
You get me.
And I know I am seen by you,
Like no other has witnessed.
Your depth,
Your reveal,
The way you share this moment.
You are the man I should have made love to.
You are the man that deserves to be felt at this level.
You are the man who I know has gone a thousand years without the depth deserved,
This hunger that is rising,
This connection you offer,
It’s been a lifetime in the waiting,
And most women deny.
I see your pain,
I feel your hearts surrender,
And your bodies desire to open,
As it opens mine,
To shared ecstasy.
You are not wanting surface level relating,
You crave the deepest penetration,
You want the dancing of heart, soul and body,
And the unbridled passion they bring forth.
How long has it been for you?
How long have you waited to be absorbed into the gulf of the true feminine?
Where you get lost in the currents of bliss.
Where you have seen and been seen,
Where you elevate your lover,
As she pulls you in deeper and together you rise to the heavens in a dance?
You are the man I should have made love to,
The man who is waiting still.
Tender.
Strong.
And passionate
Your hesitation in my presence says it all.
You look deeply into my eyes,
As your soul captures this moment.
You are the man I should have made love to,
waiting for me to realize…
Realize who you are.
And I am your drug of choice.
You breathe me in and I get lost in your breath.
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To all the men of the 🌎 world,
The men who desire connection over surface level fucking and relating.
The men who want more from self and woman,
The men who crave to be captivated in her caverns,
And enjoy the journey of revealing.
To all the men who value the feminine.
Who do not fear her power,
But instead support and respect it.
Nurture her heart,
As you adorn her body,
And protect her from this worlds craze
To all the men,
Who have gone so long without a woman who sees your truth and honesty,
Your love for something more than paychecks and quick sex.
Who has squashed his masculine,
And feels unsafe to share.
I see you sweet man,
As more conscious women will too.
You are worthy of a goddess,
You are second to no other,
Its time sweet man you recognize that you have been accepting far too little.
Open yourself to being made love to.
Slow down,
And ask her too as well.
Don’t rush this beautiful process,
And limit your pleasure,
You are a man that deserves to me made love to.
A man that is worthy of being lifted.
Lifted to her alters,
And received.
As Always,
Stop Existing & Start Living
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