When she says she wants you, she wants you fully.
When heat burns like wildfire in her eyes and her gaze is set upon you, a holy invitation is being extended by this sacred being of flesh, bone and spirit. When she who is woven of dew drenched moss and Summer storms blossoms open like a rose, it is a dance of the divine.
Dive into her raging fire and be consumed by the flames. Burn with her, feeling every lick of heat melting flesh into liquid. Shatter with her, into a million fragments; screaming into the darkness and scattering like ashes upon the breeze.
Her hunger is like no other, this wild feminine flame that pulls at the very fabric of your soul. Walk with her into the unknown, uncovering worlds of euphoria, if you dare. Once you embrace her, you will never be the same.
When she says she wants you, she long to explore every hidden treasure.
How she longs to spread open every thought and desire exploring each with eager fingers, plucking ecstacy from every breath and sigh.
How she aches for that moment of union, buried deeply within one another; soul to soul where spirits sleep, wild and restless. Etch yourself upon her skin and feel the desire burning through her veins. Taste her essence and be consumed in a blaze of longing.
This is the dance she longs for, the sway of hips to that primal rhythm; the movement that possesses fully, setting souls aflame. Penetrating heart, body, mind and spirit; this is sacred alchemy, a divine union between beings.
When she says she wants you, she wants you to open completely.
Her call is to break free, shattering walls that contain and separate, releasing chains that bind.
Enter her fully; present, naked and unencumbered. Bare your desires, raw and primitive into her waiting ear. She flows like a river, open and wild along the stones; liquid melting harsh edges. She calls for you to dissolve. Pour over her skin, saturate her every sense. Choose her, with heart open and rooted deeply in truth. She needs your authentic connection. For this is the place of worship, this sacred altar of flesh and love.
This is not an invitation for a temporary moment of gratification. She doesn’t want disconnected, detached and fragmented. She doesn’t open fully for the fake or the fleeting. She wants holy communion, worshipping the sacred altar of the body and heart.
She’s not looking for something quick, a junk food fix with a sugar high afterglow. She desires what penetrates her very soul; holy, hot and heavenly. She wants sustenance for her spirit, nourishment for her soul.
When she says she wants you, this is not a vow to take lightly.
If you accept her invitation when she sets her gaze upon you choosing fully, you will never be the same.