Uninhibited love subjugates the observing soul.
Ruthless pursuit of joy brings acclaim of power.
When you want too much, too soon, when you try too hard and do too much, the delicate female organism withdraws and becomes defensive.
Give me less than my desire and I will want more.
Give me more than I desire and I will want less, or non of it.
Less is more. Allow.
Tend to your afferent pathways,
the ones that gather sensation and channel it to the core of perception.
Take me in, don’t do me.
Love as is pleasing to the woman,
pause and let the ripples skim the surface.
No need to move the ocean, it cannot me moved, but the tides will rise.
Be still for a moment and let my desire reach out to you,
with breath, with imagination, with micro-movements.
Then do 5%, and be 95%. Do less, be more. Be with me.
If you touch me, take me for your own pleasure, you create a deficit.
I will have to give in, give up part of myself, to give. This creates a debt.
You then owe me that part of myself, and I am priceless.
No amount of silk and jewels will rectify that.
Your soul is your collateral.
I will safe keep it until you learn to be.
Then I will set you free.