I have to throw up walls...
I have to refuse...
I wish I didn't have to,
But that's not possible;
At least not with you.

I love you and I've learned.
I can't give you everything.
Or you would just use me up.
The frustrating part?
You're unaware. Or your not listening.
It's the same either way.
It's for my own good
And yours too

Your reaction confirms I'm doing the right thing
Or you'd never respect my answer
(not that you really do now)
but I respect myself enough to say it.

I've been too lenient with you.
A realization that comes too late.
Like a mother and her child
Realizing her mistake during the tantrum.
The realization comes with the knowledge that you present understanding until met with opposition.
Contradictory texts and I now realize, painfully, you knew it was a big ask

....you just weren't expecting me to say no....

You don't respect my time. That much is clear. I just wish I realized it sooner.

If I can not foster respect from you
In action and in word;
If nothing is ever good enough for you
My respect, you haven't earned.
If you cannot accept me as I am,
You are the problem.
Because I am only human

They think they can throw rocks at me,
to blind what’s in hindsight
But they dont understand Eternal Light
thrives in dark nights,
Rock bottom is my design,
I absorb it take power from it and form it
Peak through pain
Hurdle will be MY game,
so let’s play this game right.

Hidden motives they hide,
but I saw them with my minds eye
The say “love” as in false disguise
But real hatred they harbor inside

Which only ends in their own demise, because out of lust many of these men desire
to get in between my thighs,
to feel the divine inside
So I be polite and tell them to;
raise their consciousness above my waistline
and to go back to their wives. Respect her.

Now….

Rise!

The electricity between us crackled with intensity. I felt like a scientist and an explorer, observing the phenomenon from both inside and outside my body. How could I be so turned on without even touching you?

It was your attention that opened me up in the most amazing way. Your curiosity, your gaze, your natural desire to explore this connection between us... I had never felt so out of control before. I was completely vulnerable, and yet I felt safe with you.

You had the courage to reveal your true self to me. You shared your darkest secrets and your brightest moments, and you invited me to join you in this journey.

At first, I was guarded. I wondered if we could really fit together so perfectly. Could I show you all of me? But over time, I dared to take the risk.

We took it slow, painfully slow at times. But I realized that the pace was exactly what we needed. I had to trust that this connection was real, that it wasn't just a figment of my imagination. It seemed too good to be true, but I kept leaning in. I stopped thinking and just felt.

And it turns out, what we have is as real as it gets. We've built something magical together over these many years, and I am beyond grateful for it.

You love me better than anyone ever has, even when you're not here. You challenge me, you inspire me, and you cherish me. I respect and trust your lead in ways I never thought I could trust and respect a man. You've shown me how it feels to truly love and be loved.

hold me
for but a moment
less the dew
be scarred

for to
clutch me tightly
is to stop
my life

the hop
of the sparrow
that dared to
come near

I have medals for ballroom
And Latin,
And Rock and Roll,
Gold no less suggesting a degree of competence,

Dancing is joyous and exhausting,
It needs commitment and teamwork
And tension in the arms
And closeness in the bodies of those involved,

It is not easy to find one
With that tension and strength
Of core to truly dance well,
And those who do are popular,

So a partner once found is
To be treasured and respected,
There is no room for discord for
The dance wont work that way,

I know all that and
I have found my dancer,
And I will hold her close
And forever  be a frame to her moves

Because I do not wish to dance alone

Nor with any other

Ever.