A rambling girl with strong opinions and a soft heart. Political some days, a lover girl on others. Big on laughter, cows, and family. Mom and wife life! ๐
Some nights I lie here, and thoughts of us dance across my mind like a melody that refuses to be forgotten, that demands to be heard, that longs to be felt again.
The rhythm of the way you grab my waist, pulling me closer to you, is thick with tension, a melody begging to be sung. Your hands gently guide me to your lap, and your eyes sing to me, while mine answer with the next line in the song our hearts have created.
Skin to skin, heartbeat to heartbeat, I feel it, the music rising between us.
In the way your hand brushes my cheek just before your lips dance with mine, the melody flows through my hands as they trace the part of you that calls out my name in silent harmony.
Your sigh becomes a note when you see the same desire written on my face, burning for only you. My lips answer with a trembling solo, confessing how deeply they want you. The tilt of your head and the cry that escapes you are a desperate reply woven into the music only we can hear.
And the song does not fade, it swells.
Held in your arms, our bodies speak what words never could. Our eyes refuse to look away, pleading, promising, as if afraid this moment might disappear.
We move together, not lost, but found, each breath a rising crescendo, each whispered name an echo that lingers in the dark. For here, within this melody, you are mine and I am yours.
Until we are no longer two separate voices but one breathless harmony of longing and surrender, aching and alive, this melody will live inside us, in every touch, in every memory, for as long as our hearts continue to beat.
-A poem of mine from my notebook.
@GraciousSun I havenโt always been this strong and firm with my boundaries. Itโs been a process. I have to do it, though, because my heart literally canโt take any more hits! โค๏ธ
@GraciousSun Yeah, I get it. I'm the type of person who tries my best to give grace and understanding because I know life is hard for all of us, every single person is going through something. I've learned I can't do that anymore, tho. If ppl ghost me or don't want to talk to me, I'm out.
@GraciousSun Yeah, and then somehow you end up being the bad person, or the one in the wrong. I don't care anymore, I'll take the blame, but I'm done. It blows my mind. You can't ghost people for a period of time and think that's okay, and that person is supposed to be the same with you.
@GraciousSun It's absolutely acceptable. People will do that to others, but then expect them to still be there, reply back to their messages right away, or be the same with them when they remember you still exist.
@DebraG0769 Yes! I agree! I really do appreciate the men who are respectful gentlemen, who respect boundaries here and who let women be women without thinking it's an invitation. Some men don't have any respect or boundaries here, so the ones who do make up for it! ๐๐ป๐ฏโค๏ธ
My 17 yr old for 6 months: Mom, you have Irish curls, if you put mousse in your hair, it will bring out your curls
Me: A, I've had straight hair my entire life. I don't have wavy hair! Her: Puts mousse in my hair and puts my hair in a t-shirt
Me: Oh crap, I do have wavy hair!๐ณ๐ฌ