Tskeito, one of my close friends and frequent partner in crime posted something that
describes a way ward girl finding her place in the world...much like me
Sensuality does not wear a watch but she always gets to the
essential places on time. She is adventurous and not
particularly quiet. She was reprimanded in grade school
because she couldn’t sit still all day long. She needs to move.
She thinks with her body. Even when she goes to the library to
read Emily Dickinson or Emily Bronte, she starts reading out
loud and swaying with the words, and before she can figure
out what is happening, she is asked to leave. As you might
expect, she is a disaster at office jobs.
Sensuality has exquisite skin and she appreciates it in others
as well. There are other people whose skin is soft and clear
and healthy but something about Sensuality’s skin announces
that she is alive. When the sun bursts forth in May, Sensuality
likes to take off her shirt and feel the sweet warmth of the
sun’s rays brush across her shoulder. This is not intended as a
provocative gesture but other people are, as usual, upset.
Sensuality does not understand why everyone else is so
disturbed by her. As a young girl, she was often scolded for
going barefoot.
Sensuality likes to make love at the border where time and
space change places. When she is considering a potential
lover, she takes him to the ocean and watches. Does he dance
with the waves? Does he tell her about the time he slept on the
beach when he was seventeen and woke up in the middle of
the night to look at the moon? Does he laugh and cry and
notice how big the sky is?
It is spring now, and Sensuality is very much in love these
days. Her new friend is very sweet. Climbing into bed the first
time, he confessed he was a little intimidated about making
love with her. Sensuality just laughed and said, ‘But we’ve
been making love for days.
Just let go and allow yourself to indulge in the senses that it brings.
Drink it in and let its fingers grip you in the passion that will sweep you
wave upon wave of ecstasy. To drift away to a galaxy unknown with
burning stars and asteroids down the rabbit hole.
Sensuality does not wear a watch but she always gets to the
essential places on time. She is adventurous and not
particularly quiet. She was reprimanded in grade school
because she couldn’t sit still all day long. She needs to move.
She thinks with her body. Even when she goes to the library to
read Emily Dickinson or Emily Bronte, she starts reading out
loud and swaying with the words, and before she can figure
out what is happening, she is asked to leave. As you might
expect, she is a disaster at office jobs.
Sensuality has exquisite skin and she appreciates it in others
as well. There are other people whose skin is soft and clear
and healthy but something about Sensuality’s skin announces
that she is alive. When the sun bursts forth in May, Sensuality
likes to take off her shirt and feel the sweet warmth of the
sun’s rays brush across her shoulder. This is not intended as a
provocative gesture but other people are, as usual, upset.
Sensuality does not understand why everyone else is so
disturbed by her. As a young girl, she was often scolded for
going barefoot.
Sensuality likes to make love at the border where time and
space change places. When she is considering a potential
lover, she takes him to the ocean and watches. Does he dance
with the waves? Does he tell her about the time he slept on the
beach when he was seventeen and woke up in the middle of
the night to look at the moon? Does he laugh and cry and
notice how big the sky is?
It is spring now, and Sensuality is very much in love these
days. Her new friend is very sweet. Climbing into bed the first
time, he confessed he was a little intimidated about making
love with her. Sensuality just laughed and said, ‘But we’ve
been making love for days.
Just let go and allow yourself to indulge in the senses that it brings.
Drink it in and let its fingers grip you in the passion that will sweep you
wave upon wave of ecstasy. To drift away to a galaxy unknown with
burning stars and asteroids down the rabbit hole.
