Showing posts with label submission. Show all posts
Showing posts with label submission. Show all posts

Monday, June 2, 2014

Our Fire



He calls me to his side,
"Come to me, my Love!"
And I answer.

He touches me with his words,
He touches me with his spirit,
He touches me with his eyes.
He raises the fire inside to a burning inferno
That will not be quenched by any other.

I have searched a lifetime,
And here he is!
I will not fall again,
I will not fail again,
I will not allow anything but
My heart to speak.

He calls me to his side,
"Come to me, my Love!"
And I answer.

Listen to Your Heart



There is one that I trust implicitly, and he is the one to whom I have given more of heart than anyone else.  There are times when I have wondered if he feels the same, and yet, when I hear his voice and feel his presence, I know.  When my head would tell me no, my heart says differently.  And I am guided by my heart.

We have an understanding, he and I.  We have a bond, he and I.  I do not know where it is going or how it will reveal itself, but I do know that I am listening to what my heart says in this.  When I fail to listen, I fall to a place of loneliness and pain.  

And then he comes to pick up the pieces, put them back together, and tell me everything is all right.  It is those times that I realize how very special this is and how very much I want to please him.
He takes me to places I have never been and allows me to soar as me – not who he wants me to be and not who the world wants me to be.  He flies with me, ever ready to protect me from falling and protect me from harm.  

Oh, I protect him too.  Because a King is nothing with his Queen to protect him.  I submit to him because I trust him and desire to allow him to take me as his.  In this, he is mine.  In this, he holds the key to my heart, and I his.  

There is a song by Alicia Keys called Listen to Your Heart that says it so well.  The first lines are:

He says
Have no fear
Open up
Let me in

He says
Take a chance
Here's your song
Time to dance

That is what he says, and that is what I am doing – dancing to my song, his gift to me and my gift to him.

Who is he?  Ah, that is my own hidden treasure.  Why, he is my soul - my spirit - my power - my being! 


Tuesday, May 13, 2014

Hello! I Love You!



Hello, I Love You!



(Photography by Freddy Camargo)



I am aware of my sensuality and of how I affect men that come into my space.  It has always been that way even when I was a little girl.  It has never been intentional – just something that is.  I have my own beauty, but I would not dare to say I am gorgeous.  I think I am pretty and beautiful, and I do not need anyone to validate how I feel about myself.  

When I love, I love without conditions.  I love wholly and completely.  I give it my all.  It has been said that the man who is lucky enough to have my love is a lucky man indeed.  I give it my all and hold nothing back.  When I give you my heart, it is without strings.  You have my heart in full.  I hold nothing back from you.  If you are lucky enough to enter my world, gain my trust, capture my heart, and earn my submission, count yourself in the presence of a rarity.  I do not give freely, but once I do, treasure it.  I am a fine gem, precious and fragile, yet with a strength that is incomparable to any others.

I move through this world on my own terms.  I may appear to be soft and scared sometimes, and I am, but on the whole?  I am a strong, independent woman who demands to be respected, cared for, and loved completely.  If I give control over, it is with trust. Once that trust is betrayed, or once respect is lacking, I will come out like a hellcat.  More than one man has felt my wrath at being disrespected and undervalued.  

Do not dare to say you love me and prove differently.  Be careful, because if pushed? I will become a cornered she-wolf that is not afraid to tear and rip apart he who dares to hurt me.  

I have been hurt many times.  Honest and openness spares the poor heart that hurts me.  I forgive easily and often, and with forgiveness comes gentleness.  But push me one too many times, and you will see the extent of my defense of my heart.  If I have given my heart to you, and you trivialize what I have given, you will remember these words when my wrath visits you in the darkness.

I do not suffer fools.  Do not be foolish enough to think you can play with my emotions and feelings.  Because if you dare try, believing that I am naïve and stupid, I will discover the truth.  And when that is discovered, you will receive 10 times the wrath of my heart break.  You will curl in a dark corner quaking with what you see there, because you will be forced to see the ugliness of your own soul.  

So, if you think that you can capture my heart with your bragging ways and your lies of love-words, you are very wrong.  I see the heart and soul of those that try to play me, and once seen?  I have my own fun until I tire of the game.  And you? You are left with nothing but your own visions of your ugly soul.  

Ah, but when I love and see the beauty of the intent of your heart and soul and how you love me completely and wholly, I give you my all with all of the love, protection, care, and softness I possess.  Give me your heart without reservations and receive my heart in return, pure and gentle.  With that, I will go to the edge of the universe and back for you and with you, even when troubled waters show up.  I understand that we are all human and make mistakes, and sometimes, we say words of anger and of our own pain.  But when you have given me your honest heart and love, I see beyond the anger and pain.  When you have my honest heart and love, you have it without strings or conditions.  

So, when you say, “I love you,” make sure you mean what you say.  Make sure you feel what you say.  If during the course of our togetherness, those feelings change, be honest and speak your truth.  I accept honesty and understand humanness. We will walk away from each other, heads held high knowing that what we had was sacred and good.  We will walk away intact without recriminations, without pain, and with purity of intention.  

Then? We take the best and leave the worst.