Your Human Being

where Individual unites with Soul in a dance of love



Princess Michelle

He sometimes calls me Princess.  I’ve never been a princess, nor have I ever really known how to be a princess.  But, love, he is patiently teaching me.  I know it sounds crazy, but to allow someone to love me enough to cater to me is quite out of my element.  I have only just recently begun loving myself enough to believe I deserve it.

It’s been quite a laborious process, delving as deep as possible into my psyche.  Generally, it’s an area we prefer to avoid, the labyrinth of emotion that causes us to make the choices we do.  However, I am determined to discover all the hidden treasures that lie beneath the blocks I created that are keeping me from fully embracing success in all aspects of my life.

So, back to love.  He tells me to stay in bed, enjoy a slow and comfortable morning, while he makes coffee and shovels the driveway, kissing my head and calling me princess on his way out.  I find myself not only cared for, but catered to.

At the very beginning, I told him I wasn’t used to accepting graciousness, gifts, and kindnesses.  I had only just become comfortable with compliments.  He asked me if I wanted him to stop, reminding me that those actions are just his way of showing love.  Instead, I took a deep breath.  Several, in fact, as he continued to give, and I continued to let him.

Some may say “What’s the big deal?”.  Well, a lifetime of low self-worth coupled with the partners that lack of self-love and acceptance drew into my life caused me to be inexperienced in receiving.  I’m a giver, a mother, a healer, and to make myself sit down and let someone take care of me, pamper me took some getting used to.

Now, I’ll wear the princess crown.  I have finally come to the place of love and acceptance of myself that has drawn to me a partner worthy of my giving heart.  He is ready to receive all the love I have to give, and ready to give all the love I am now open to receiving.  I’m totally capable of taking care of myself, but now it’s time to allow someone else to as well.  So, yes, he can do the dishes while I lavish in kitten cuddles.  Yes, he can give me presents.  Yes, I do all the same for him in return.  Afterall, he’s allowed to be a prince as well.

the secret

sexy love notes

passed side to side

hoping no one notices

lovers under the table

stealing sweet shy glances



the hot sweet breath

of the next secret kiss

betrayed by their bodies

whose chemistry speaks loud

enough for everyone to hear

love notes

writing love notes in the air

i close my eyes
and think of the way you smile when you look at me
softening the contours of your face
softening, my heart

the way i let you
hold me in your arms like a child
and i feel safe, comforted
and totally free

and the way
this love is blooming in me
and i so want to share it
but am afraid to say it

so i tell you
in kisses smiles and tender embraces
hoping you’ll notice
hoping you too might be

writing love notes in the air

Nuance Between the Notes

there’s nuance between the notes

of a tear stained cheek

gently whisked away with a soft kiss

and the breath that escapes me into you

and escapes you into me

there’s nuance between the notes

of fingertips trailing the long lines

of legs as they curve into hips

where my sex welcomes your sex

as your heart welcomes me

there’s nuance between the notes

of a raging heart of fire

clashing with the coolness of your eyes

calming and reigniting my passion each day

as the moon triggers the tide

holy union


     and goddess


     we dance

through life

     in the oneness

of love

     a holy union




     from the cup

our thirst

     once burning

now quenched

Hopeful Heart

ghosts of relationships past
try to haunt me
as i sing our song

filled with love of you
i close my ears to the voices
telling me it’ll never last

instead, i look into your eyes
that whisper me forever
and feel your heart with mine

these shall be my truths
drowning away all doubts
and kissing my dreams into reality

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