Beloved! I am worth it!
I am fun and playful, I will race you down the dewy meadow under the full moon, naked.
I can tickle your roughest of edges with a fine feather until they dissolve into a myriad of fractals
and disperse with laughter. You are worth it!
I will meet you! Up the cliff, in the roots of the banyan, in the cold waters of the sacred spring, on the solitary mountain top, I will be there, here, clasping your hand, meeting your eyes, knowing, witnessing, loving and relishing. You are worth it!
I will witness your glory and my eyes will reflect back the deep understanding of the undercurrents of your soul, the origins that birth forth this expression. I know you. I will not hide from it.
I will hold you with compassion and tenderness, spreading balm and love over your skin and soul, kissing your eyes and your heart gently. The understanding and forgiveness go hand in hand.
Mine will be the hand that reaches out if you find yourself in the dark womb of pain or self-loathing, and in our space of love wings can mend and unfurl, and splinters taken out. We are worth it!
Like crumbs, the pieces of my clothing will lead you to the kitchen where happy witch is in the throes of alchemy, creating love potions and chocolate you can lick off my fingers and lips and nipples and dimples and any other place that stirs you. You are worth it!
No place will be denied, in body or heart or mind. I will always speak the truth even if it stretches me beyond what I thought I could embrace. I will break down the walls as fast as possible, the barriers to understanding and knowing, to meet you, to take off in our flight. We are worth it!
I know myself, awareness and truth is my religion, my song, my burden and my wake-up call. The dreams are stirring, the fluff of things unneccessary is being shed like yesteryear snake skin, the coils and curves of dancing Shakti are bright with symbols of the purity and the beyondness. I feel archaic female power coursing through my veins, demanding to be danced, expressed, released, exploded.. savored... Oh, yes, my Beloved, I am worth it!