What I want to remember
More of my warrior is what is needed
My scream, my strength, my not standing for anything less
Calling forth his highest version of himself
Offering him the earth as a gift. My sensuality, my dancing, purring, growling, stomping, moaning.
My full, total, uninhibited expression.
Soothing his system with that energy through my eyes. Through sound. Through movement. Through touch.
That I need him.
That he wants me to need him.
That ignoring these aspects of myself is like telling the ocean, the dirt, the trees that they are not valuable, not worth it.
That I have the power to open in every single moment
To be penetrated just by his energy.
That he was brought to tears just from witnessing me expressing earth through my body
Just from me being the deepest part of myself
That he can fuck me open while we are not touching
That I can express to him, call him to shift his energy without saying a word
That we can play with the edge of my triggers. That it is my responsibility to open, even in them
That he can bring me to depths I cannot even begin to imagine, yet.
That we are sitting on mountains of gold. Mountains of barely touched power, the two of us.
That I am committed to exploring this, increasing this union with him forever.
That I am utterly devoted to this energy, expressing it through myself.
This is my prayer
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