We are sex. Our sex is not something we do. It is not a technique that we perform or master. It is our being. We

I want to lay bare upon your bones.Flesh upon my own. Feel the ecstasy of your rhythmic breath, it’s licks, it’s pauses. Enticing the wild

We have habits of:Denying ourselves pleasure.Equating pleasure just to acts of sex.Believing pleasure is something given to us by another.Seeking permission for pleasure. We also

I ached for you. The longing a hunger.  I looked and could not find you. And then I stopped…  And saw you were always there.

Begin With The Navel.  The Centre Of you. In a world that is in constant change and adjustment, how do we maintain that we do