Not on the lay away plan
Divine Feminine to the Divine Masculine
Dear loved ones, well it is 4:25am and I haven’t slept a wink. I worked late and I got to bed late and I didn’t eat while at work and I didn’t want to eat when I got home because it was too late. But I don’t think food is my issue, I know what is keeping me awake.
I want to scream
I want to sob
I want to punch the walls
I want to give myself away to the first man who asks
Take me as I’m tired of waiting for my divine masculine to make a move
Here is what I have been saying to him out loud, and he heard too because my body went into the jumps and jerks and orgasms it always does when we are connecting.
Baby, you asked me not to cave
And I haven’t
You asked me to be only for you
And I have
You asked me to close my legs
And they are clenched
I am here untouched and unloved because you asked
I am true to my promises
You son of a bitch
you don’t talk
you twiddle your thumbs
What do you think that I am on the lay away plan?
Breathe Summerhill, deep breaths, that’s right. Self sooth. You know how to do that as you have done it all your life. Why should having a divine masculine be any different.
Living poetry. Thank you for reading. Hugs & Kisses, Summerhill