Intimacy - Blog Posts
I’ve already set the light and the music and created additional environment and mood. Right now i am Cleansing via lather then Manifesting via moisturization then Energizing via Confidence’s scent...
I wish to tempt just enough to entice you to follow my lead. I wish nourish enough for you to bloom before our eyes. I wish to wash away all energy that is entrapping and/or limiting and/or relying (like leeching) and/or not of you...
And i seek to...
Set...
You...
Free!
To escape the confines of time, and habit, and subjection and all other mental/social limits...
And resurrect you in your glory...
- With all the percs of the flesh bestowed and becoming to your whim -
... as the Goddess you are! ... and I know you to be.
-Pati3ntWo1f (03232021)
GO WEIGHTLESS
Grasping for your energy right now... to pull over me like a thin blanket, and curl up in our magic... laying before a fan gently blowing fantasies across my mind... beneath a ceiling that displays the dancing ambient flickers of this candle - scented “The Best of Us”...
Let my desires be a pillow for your mind to rest on... the rhythm of my touch to lullaby your anxieties... the whispered ramblings of my love for you keeps your body afloat and boyant on a bed of continual beloved becomings... the gentle sincerity of each kiss i place on your forehead remind you that this dream is real... and each kiss of your lips takes your breath as you go weightless...
-Pati3ntWo1f (08192020)
Lead you... to Us.
- - - - - - > us < - - - - - -
You cross my mind everyday
I want what comes next
An awakening release
I want that too
Two givers: Giving intent-fully, purposefully.
Two givers: Reciprocating, Appreciating.
Two givers: Learning to be selfish with one another, selflessly spoiling the other...
(with attention, detail, effort, ease, complimentary being - being me bringing myself to the complimentary degree necessary to balance with thee and always bring us the complete 360)
... After you.
So ready
And waiting, patiently
And wishing, anxiously
I need my turn to hear it...
To earn the emphatics of how i’ve compelled you to say it - To hear you make it yours...
(Then exceed those limits together as you give me a name of your own... And known words lose their worth, when compared to the value of how we are sharing our minds, bodies, energy, ourselves... We create a new language unique to us, written in passion, uttered in pleasure, understood spiritually, experienced entirely)
... Soft voices because we are always so close,
Countless smiles because your presence brings me joy,
An endless hug... always enwrapped in eachother... be it fingers, lips, arms, legs, bodies, minds or souls.
Any combos they can produce, We will surely create more.
Lemme please you beyond request?
I’ll lead you there...
... to Us.
(And the place where we defy time and space and self... Where our love making is an evokation of greater truths within ourselves... As my intent drips from my lips and is whispered into your flesh... as our rythm and intensity satisfy and soothe you into being in two places at once - As one flesh with me, And of the guided meditation I'm speaking into your skin... somewhere between your collarbone and where your jawline meets the lobe of your ear).
-Pati3ntWo1f (07262020)
Call this... “Us”
... She trustfully replied, “whatever you want to do...”
... I explained...
“Passionately... Intensely... Thoroughly... Genuinely... Intimately... Intentionally...
I wanna wander through your thoughts, igniting romantic flame after romantic flame, until the glow is visible within your smoltering stare...
And its warmth is emitting through your supple skin...
And then we can cast playful shadows across the ceiling, as we dance in flames of desire stoked between us...
The friction of our bodies creating a fireworks show...
I'll submit my vulnerability as sage for us to smudge... and cleanse through the steam created from the moiture of our kisses, the sweat of our bodies, your gateway to...
Paradise...
Our emotions flowing slow yet momentous - in some state between solid and liquid - my magma crashing into your ocean...
The heat our your intensified breathing... on my neck, my chest...
Us, both, unable to form words... we create a new language of sounds and exhales and pauses...
This is tantric... this is medatative... exotic and erotic... profound and provacative... deep yet weightless... beautifully fierce...
I’m using my lips like extra fingertips... just because i’m so in love with how you feel - idk if this can be even called a kiss...
But with this, I christen each inch of you as beautiful... each touch of yours as magical... each breath of yours as sacred...
And being unwrapped from my guards and masks... and then soulfully interwined, purely, with you -spectacular you - is surely beyond incredible...
I am entranced by the ‘what’ and ‘how’ of what you do to me.. for me... with me...
I am passioned by every thought of you... we are what others would call "impossible"...
We call this... ‘Us’...”
-Pati3ntWo1f (10202019)
Employed (unfin)
Could you imagine if i got payed to think about you? Punching the clock and Putting in overtime till my body collapses, then recoup. Earn a promotion from Imagining to Listening to you. Not a word, just observe and learn your truths, study your flukes, research your muses and play witness to your beauties...
Could you imagine if i got not noticed by you... the CEO, President, CFO, Sole Proprietor, Founder, Goddess, My Queen? Elevated from Listening to Consulting... working towards Sharing, but right now i must prune and harvest and glean the cropping seeds of my own soul’s soil, in hopes that the fruits i bare become more than enough for me, and begin to be enough for us.
Could you imagine, now that I’m Allowed to insert opinion, i earn acceptance via my quality, not my frequency.... - unfinished
-Pati3ntWo1f (10132019)
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I’ll state my intentions like they were a poetic password to be played off of my lips sincerely and into your ear sweetly...
an offering, to your goddess, of my soul - to come and taste of it and know that i am one with my truth...
I will bow and kneel, submitting myself to your waist... pleading with my wet lips upon yours for your acceptance - of me - to moisten and flow and grant me access to you, yours, heaven...
I’ll play praises upon your vessel with my fingertips, positioned around you like one would be if passionately playing the cello - as a cellist is to their instrument - your body being my instrument that i focus on; study on; practice on; repeatedly earning my way from “a gifted talent, yet a Passionate Novice” to “Purely remarkable Professional” to “Mastery”... mastering the art of keeping you with me, safely, ever-prepared, and In Tune... mastering the personal connection and the art of this instrument -your vessel - to the point inwhicb either of our names is inseparable from the other... and on demand or at whim i can bring angelic vibrations, in the form of pleasure’s song, up from within you and resounding out from you... a symphany of sensations made by two acting as one.
-Pati3ntWo1f
Come To Me
“I want your lips on mine. And mine all over you.
Come to me... let me accept you as you are... place kisses on your emotional scars... caress your insecurities
Come to me... let me praise your imperfections as beauty... and convince your doubts that they’re just mile markers for how far you’ve grown
Come to me... let me hold you so closely that your burdens become mine... with an intimacy so intense we forget our burdens and all other limits
Come to me... let me into the darkest corners of your mind and feel me brighten it with my smile... like the moon reflecting the joy you bring me
Come to me... so i may be your pillow on which you find rest... your comforter to warm the parts of your heart that froze for preservation and safe keeping
Come to me... so i may play in your hair while softly talking in your ear... telling you the endless fantasies you inspire
Come to me... so i may persuade your body and mind to climax together in a collective epiphany...
So i may see your eyes become windows to your soul and mesmerize me with its loving nature...
May I read the language your body speaks and translate each of its thoughts into your pleasures...
Come to me... so we can achieve heights and depths not possible alone...
Confidently lost in the realms we transcend to...
Just... C’mere!"
-Pati3ntWo1f (09212019)
“Be strong in your pride as a woman! Let him take you until he tires, but still leave him wanting. Be a woman he can’t consume.” - Yujiro Hanma, “Baki”(Netflix)
Two Moons
A hidden universe with 2 moons and No Sun. Yet they glow. Reflecting the other’s light. Never knowing from which the glow shown first. There was no conception... they ever were and always been. Two moons. Not twins. Complimentary. Two moons... and deep seas, colored the shades of earth’s sky at sunset. Here tides move differently. The swells are emotional. The ever starry skies are a daily devotional to the countless beauties they create out of any moment. These two moons. Revolving around each-other, their gravity is felt like magnetism, a tingling in the air. They almost seem to stare... endlessly delighted with the other, yearning for the other. Its sensual the way they eclipse, seamlessly one. The universe is electric. And they are... Mmmmm... inspiring.
-Pati3ntWo1f
Prompt: worshiping her as an idol
I play, I praise, I work to churn her buttermilk to cream, whipped/ her presence is a celebration, her arrival is a gift/ i only crave what she supplies, rebuke what she denies/ seek blessings from her lips, find salvation between her thighs/ her touch and whispers are my holy scriptures, her embrace and moans are my hallelujah hymn/ in truth, genuineness, and intent she receives me as i am, grace and sin/ in her i want, i desire, i am fulfilled, for she is vital/ the only goddess i know is love, only love i know is you... in full bloom, when worshipped as an idol
-Pati3ntWo1f
Be my E
Be my ecstasy
Quicken the pace of my heart
Lightly dress confidence over my vulnerability
Just enough
Lead me to get lost
In the sensation of your touch
Timeless these moments
Ours
Tempt me to obsess, ensensed
How gooooood you feel against my skin
Every sound you make
A cascading serenade
With my heart, my thoughts, my body
I dance
Swayed by you
-Pati3ntWo1f
Our Present Progressive
On the first day... they met, they were both completely there in that same place, right then. They touched. They kissed. They held. They dreamed...
On the second day... they were comfortable there, belonged there, completely there in that same place, right then. They grasped and gripped. They pulled close and encompassed. They took turns sucking lips and losing themselves in the other’s gaze. They fantasized...
On the third day... they were not there, but they were in the same place, completely, and had always been. They consumed and were consumed. They shared breaths and were one flesh. They were the fuel for idea, the stirring of the soul, the boundless of the body. They became into becoming and never left... a present progressive defying confines of time and structure... They sparked, created and made, they are...
Loving...
-Pati3ntWo1f
Complimentary Souls
May our bodies be
instruments, and may
our vibrations of intent
be received as song
May its wordless serenade
awaken the infinite within
us, and our galaxies
- down to the atom -
dance and create a chemistry
That only complimentary souls
can.
-Pati3ntWo1f
Follow me to you
“Feels great to step back from the moment and see yourself and how breath-taking you've become. I am priveleged that my attempts have reached u,through the fog and chatter; and that u let me lead u to my view point - from where I look upon all that is you. Any awe is not my doing. My credit is only leading you. The view, my view, what has inpspired each word of mine that has moved you to feel and question (in disbelief) how i could see, feel, speak into you as such... is solely you... your doing... your being.”
-Pati3ntWo1f
Crazed
I'm crazed by how the thought of you overwhelms my immediately/ and expodiciously exposes my vulnerability exceedingly/ needing this fix, shock, wake up call/ to awaken my ability to be enthralled/ shock becomes awe as numb becomes dumb/ to the sensation that mundane can make ones sensation become/ u conquered (my defenses) I saw (felt u while senseless) we came (and climax consistent)/ forever changed (ever-present and persistent)/ for I thought and dreamed and knew you/ I wished and believed and knew you/ I doubted and denied, coward and lied to myself in the face of your truth/ knowledge of you is spiritual, protecting you is ritual/ wanting you is now habitual, as the idea of living without you is minescule/
-Pati3ntWo1f
The little gasps, the silent screams of pleasure, and my name on your lips… you are my symphony…
On your knees, Angel. Now show me… show me what you need…
“Pinned to the shower wall, water running down your back, your warm skin tingles against the coolness of the wall. Back arched with your nipples grazing the shower and your cheek pressed to the wall, you breathe heavy as I slide my tongue all the way up and down, between your cheeks. Legs spread apart as my hands and fingers dance inside you and on your clit. Just before you reach that moment of ecstasy, you hear a loud crash. Waking you from your fantasy, you realize the crash was thunder as a storm passes over the house. The sound of the shower was the music of the monsoon on our roof. The feel of my skin... you are pleased to see is real. Your head on my arm, back pressed against me with my right arm wrapped tightly around you and holding you close. Unable to sleep myself and seeing you have been awaken by the storm, I pull you tighter. In doing so, I can feel a cool slick dribble being pressed against me. Moving left arm down and grabbing your breast and my right hand trailing down your curves, I slide it over your body and between your thighs, and pull you in closer. Inhaling the intoxicating scent of you, I hold you just like that. The roll of the thunder, the patter of the rain, and the howl of the wind are the symphony. My hand on your wet lips, the conductor. "Relax... I'll tame your storms, Angel..." Now, ease back into my embrace and dream again. I'll bring it to life for your senses. Dream, Angel. Dream, my love.”
Love notes to Angel…
“…Tenderly yet firmly, gripping your hair, lifting you to your feet and passionately kissing your lips. Then spinning you around, my hands trailing down your body to spread your legs, and lean you over the rail slightly. Kissing your neck, shoulders, back, lower back, and ass, I grip your ass tightly. Slightly lifting you and spreading you, I will lick your body. My tongue exploring all of it. Teasing your clit from behind, plunging into your dripping pussy, and sliding up your ass. Nibbling your butt as I do. My hands simultaneously gliding up your inner thigh to allow my fingers to write a love story on your wet lips…”
- Love notes to my Angel
You can’t just say it. Stand close, eyes peering right into her soul with a kind aggression. Gently lift her chin, let your fingertips graze her neck, then wrap your fingers around her throat with a tender firmness and say in a lightly growling low voice -
“You will do as you’re told, Angel…. Now, kneel and show me what you’ve earned today…”
Now you just sit right here, Angel, and tell me all about your day… I’ll be listening while I kiss the stress away…
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When I say she's literally in my mind 🪄❤️🔥
Your neck my lips, your moans my touch, your whispers my commands, your desires my cravings !!! 🐺❤️🔥🪄.
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