{poem + story} tiny plutonian moon.

{poem + story} tiny plutonian moon.

black is still warm water in cast iron teapot, is soft intimate, sensate like lover’s silk black, as night quiet where stars kiss  on my inner sleeve, unspoken promises and vows are kept forever in the wombed room and i am only his tiny plutonian moon with the...
{poem + story} the night we swam in the sea.

{poem + story} the night we swam in the sea.

Tonight I step into the sea with you. I don’t even need to look up. Because there are bright stars. In the water. I lean and I surrender in weightless blue, my prince of blue, my yes, my always and forever. Where boundaries dissolve, I am stirred entirely by...
The Art of Nurturing Intimacy

The Art of Nurturing Intimacy

In love, we seek closeness. We seek to close the distance between the you and the I, to hold the otherness and become the us. We want to be an us. Love enjoys everything. Love needs everything. Love is a knowing and of being known not of flesh but through the flesh....
Choose the One who …

Choose the One who …

Ah love, sweet love. We all want to love and be loved. It is what gives us meaning, purpose, and opens our hearts in a most beautiful way. In the beginning, we all know, everything feels amazing, otherworldly even, and so we may often overlook certain things that are...
Heat of a Woman

Heat of a Woman

In the underground of our natural wildland lives a being: our heat. This beautiful creature is our sensory nature, our sensual self, our creative power. It is our life force. And like all wild creatures, it has its own natural timings, desires, needs, and nutritive...
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