Sensual Seduction

Dancing in Dusk
Светлана Беляева

The air embraces

the fading sun caresses

dancing in the dusk

Let’s continue to explore, vision and tell our truth.

Surrender into our senses. Feel the smooth sensation of skin against fingerprints. Inhale the sweet scent of clean sheets. Savor the taste of the first sip. Sink into your senses and allow pleasure to penetrate you fully and tingle through every cell throughout your body. Sensuality is all about being totally in tune with our senses, all of them-seeing, feeling, hearing, touching, tasting and intuition.

Becoming both the seer and the seen. The taste and taste-filled.

Sensual beauty is the one inside us.

Walk, breathe and love through the senses of your beautiful body. Listen to the whisper of your blood, the pulsing of your heart. Become unraveled in the presence of beauty, allow her to fill your senses.

Beauty is you.

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Nine. Sixty Nine.

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Simple Lovely Dandelion (pic of mine)
  1. Drenched in the sensual reality of this moment.
  2. Embrace your Enough.
  3. Remember your Prism.
  4. Seduced by spirit.
  5. Seduction is all about listening to your intuition and trusting the tide of desire. -Kitty Cavalier 
  6. Release. Open.
  7. Surrendering into the sensory. The feel of living.
  8.  I speak of the erotic as the deepest life force, a force which moves us toward living in a fundamental way. -Audre Lorde
  9. Discovering deep/ dreams & the sensual feel/ of desired dreams.

 

Prismatic

Prism
“Feel the light with all the senses.”

Awareness of masks we all wear and the why behind them.

Delving deeper into your own signature. The place where you vibrate with vulnerability and authenticity.

We long to see you.

To know your multi-faceted depth.

Your prismatic personality and stunning essence.

No returning to the false masks you wear to cover your true identity.

We need your true

Multi-dimensional

Step tenderly and fully into this lit up space of light-filled gray.

What does it mean to be authentic and vulnerable and prismatic to you?

Masks

Tara McKinney
Tara McKinney

The masks we wear and our naked faces

the prim presentation and our gritty fascinations

Lies a space to show and tell

the beauty in this dwell

a place where we put our masks on upon the altar of expectation

and burn it down

where we exhale our truth

where we know we can change, if we want to.

Make a different choice. Play with another idea.

Evolve.

Iterate.

Reveal.

Merge the persona with the person.

Meld fantasy with reality.

What masks do you need to set aside?

Where are you most deeply you?

 

 

 

 

 

 

Intrigued and Enchanted

Find yourself and be that

I have been long intrigued and enchanted by…

The person we appear to be, the Beings we actually are.

The sensuality of each moment, the sensations we pay attention to and the ones we ignore.

The feeling within our dreams, the desires of our souls, the love of our hearts.

The prismatic chaos of color we truly are while trying to live in an edited write of black and white.

The curated and filtered and staged pictures we are inundated with manipulating us to believe we are not enough, need more of something, if we had this then we would be happy.

Paying attention. Being aware. Getting to know one’s self on a deep, visceral level.

Dancing in the dreams we have in our minds. So very unique, stunning and made perfectly.

Knowing happiness is here and now and only possible in the moment we are in.

Being in a state of non-judgemental awareness and feeling life through our senses.

I am intrigued and enchanted.

What is captivating your attention?!

 

Writing You

 

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I long to see the way you write across a page in ink

what shape your thoughts take when slipped from your shoulders and onto the page

The surface of paper your pin barely scratched

what secrets and mysteries does your penmanship hold

let me know the way your letters slant just so

and the spaces between

are you the kind to press down hard upon the page

making marks which can been seen and felt leaving indents on the other side

or are you one to barely scratch the smooth surface as an inked sigh?

I am entranced by language and the way it is presented when written down upon silky pages longing to be opened. 

The words we choose to write and say mean so much. More than we can possibly know…

Write Yours

Pic from above is mine. Making wishes and sending love through ink and dandelion puffs.

Starry

Rumi Starry
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The Wild Unknown

where all is free, feral & wild,

Beauty Reigns.

Unfold your story while gazing within the space where the Universe began and continues to begin. Again and again.

There are places where the light caresses me and I experience a fierce grace and an intentional delicate pace of my movements. Time seems to slow and I am alive & awake in my senses. Places where my breath slows and my exhale releases my shoulders. Where my soul is seduced and my heart is wide open.

These places taste like freedom.

One of the places I find this awakening is under the night sky.  Sometimes all I have is a moment, a brief interlude to tilt my head and open my eyes wider to see the infinite above my head. To remind me I am both significant and not. Just a brief glance, for me, offers a shift in perspective. Another way to see.

Eyes focus on the light coming from just one bright star among all the billions of others.

I am as that star.  As are you.

Finding ourselves alive again, lite up among the other cherished constellations.

We have intrigue and new beginnings.

Destruction and creation.

Light and darkness.

Chaos and order.

A mystical essence filled with desire and sensuality.

Unfolding our stories.

Twinkles under the

moon and stars believing

in our own stories.

Play List:

Paint the Sky with Stars

All of the Stars and Kiss Me by Ed Sheeran

Counting Stars by One Republic

What does the night sky evoke in you?

 

Nine. Sixty Eight.

 

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  1.  The importance of language
  2.  Multi-Faceted. Prismatic quality of us.
  3.  The fire inside me.
  4.  The depth of my desire.
  5.  Do we not all want to be simply held & seen?
  6.  Exquisite arousal, a flame every higher…
  7.  She & I spoke of all the things.  Breathtaking.
  8.  Wild sparkle. Messy hair. Chaos as my favorite color.
  9.  Though there is a precious peace in black and white.

Picture of mine. Wild beauty with wings and green reaching skyward.

Nine. Sixty Seven.

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  1. So this is random & a slight bit of creepy, WordPress is posting things of mine in reader. On its own.
  2. Allow your purpose to dictate your strategy. -Jeremy Nulik @bigwidesky
  3. A poet and a samurai.
  4. In awe & ease.
  5. What newness can I cultivate?
  6. (but) for me, it’s an EVERY.
  7. Just want to be wrapped in his wishes…
  8. Fresh ink spilling rapidly, scented with fire.
  9. Spirit winks at you/a divine dance in play, it/wants to seduce you.

Photo of mine. The sky is such a beautiful backdrop and the feather-like quality of this type of tree. My favorite.