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our eyes penetrate the distance between us – iris, pupil, soul connection.  we glide towards each other in an ethereal flight of seduction.  skin is taut, expectant and  tingling as the space between us vanishes.  full body embrace – held and holding, our breath is heavy, hot and sweet.  why all these clothes?  the night air is warm and fragrant.  slowly stripping to bare skin, we drink each other in….and blush.  heat rushes to warm and nourish sacred spaces – the places where shiva and shakti reside.  an outstretched hand, draws me in.   i need what he can provide – seed, flower and fruit.  we feast on the banquet of our offerings.   satiated – i wipe sweat from his brow. we lie down on a blanket made by a mysterious seamstress – the one who weaves hearts together.


About familyoga

i am a mama, a yoga instructor, a lover, a gardener, and a music maker. i live in a little town 19 miles northwest of downtown indianapolis, indiana. i will blog about familyoga - specifically, myself, my husband/hetero life partner, brett, and our children as we explore familyoga and good livin'. brett will also be blogging. he is a deep soul. he loves music and traveling, gardening and his family.
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  1. inspirare says:

    mmmmmm 😉

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