I want that passionate kind of love
That honest kind of love
That 'make love to me in the middle of the night' kind of love
I want that sensual kind of love
Someone may ask why bother with this speculation, and my answer is: because it affects women today, and it affects men as well, as they are also trapped in these limited perceptions of what women can be. We need more examples and archetypes of powerful women.
I don’t need to defend myself, but I feel I need to advocate for us asexual middle-agers who -- despite who we were before, whatever the hell came before, who we fucked, loved, identified as, whatever -- are whole now.
When is the last time you knew that your ecstatic deep breaths ignite the very fire in your soul? That your own deepest pleasure is saving your life? The night you made love in the woods with the fireflies, a holy shroud around you both? You could not get enough, and you would beg for more. ...
The voice of Christ cracked under emotion then, and tears welled in my own eyes when He continued: "You are the one the world will need when the shadows of men have festered and soaked the whole of humanity with their rotting ego-born desires. You are the one, my Priestess, my soul-mate, who ...
As you put your shoes back on wondering how often the floor in the studio is washed, hoping you didn’t catch some foot fungus or worse, you feel something new. When you reach outside and breathe in the fresh air, you notice something is different. You’re not sure what. Maybe it’s just a ...