I am a woman of ascendency.
Sovereign over vocation
Aspiration
Spirituality
Motherhood.
Diligently defiant and esoteric without repentance.
Intent on writing and rewriting the pages of my life without influence or distraction;
And just as easily overtaken with emotion at the slightest opportunity to conspire and create with another.
Intimidating to many.
Challenging to most.
Particular to perfection and completely content in disarray.
Expectant of respect.
Secretly impractical in love.
You’re drawn to my subtle ability to command attention;
Fixated on the idea of me.
I take pleasure in your determination to insidiously feel the warmth emanating from my body;
Lingering in the brief moments our paths cross;
Bottling my scent in the fragile vials of your memory.
Only ever observing you.
Lying in wait.
Seeking respite in intimacy.
Come persuade me into your dark desires.
Bring your mouth close to mine and tempt me with your promises.
Slip your fingers into the tightly woven threads of my integument and watch me unravel.
Indulge in me.
Pull me from my self-discipline and savor my inability to resist you.
Save me from the torture of anticipation and allow me reprieve.
Find your release in me and revel in my propensity.
Do it over and over again.
an invitation to witness the most sacred parts of me 