Monday, 24 August 2015

Let Me Lead You Astray...

Let Me Lead You Astray
 
Let me lead you astray...
Let me take your soft, graceful hand in mine and let me lead you...
Let me feel you...
Let me touch you in ways you have never known were possible...
Let me taste you...
Let me run my fingers up and down the sides of your body and let my lips follow those fingers...
Let me wake within you a madness..
Let me touch you till every touch becomes a branding on your very skin...
Let me bring you down the road of temptation...
Let me drown you in sensation after sensation till you crest wave after wave of pleasure...
Let me breathe my lust into you...
Let me be the reason you bite your lip from screaming out my name and proclaiming me your goddess...
Let me consume you...
Let me lick your taste off my lips with half hooded eyes as I watch you pant and whimper out half-versions of my name...
Let me be your desire...
Let me be what you think about when the wind lightly caresses your skin and brings to mind all the times my tongue was on your body and made you shiver in anticipation...
Let me be your compulsion...
Let me be the one thing you cannot stop yourself from reaching for, from yearning for, from needing in order to reach nirvana...
Let me be your addiction...
Let me be the one you loath as I have come to know your body more than you know yourself...
Let me take you...
Let me lead you into my chamber, shut the door and keep you suspended in a hazy euphoric satisfaction at my own whims for however long it pleases me to do so...
Let me take you deeply...
Let me mark you in my branding and submit to my hedonism...
Let me be your madness....
Let me be the fire that burns you and the hand that cools you...
Let me bring you back...
Let me fill the void inside of you and fill that void with pleasure wrung screams, lusty exhalations, bright hopes and all the false promises of tomorrow...
Let me touch you here...
Let me know you in a place where there is only comfort in our closeness and with each inhalation there are only dreams that never end...
So let me lead you astray and all that I am is yours as I consume you...
 

  • Julia Polson
  • May 7 2014

Dear Self...

Dear Self,

I am so very proud of you. The past year has not been kind to you but you learned so much through it all. You struggled after your surgery to remove some abnormal cells during this month last year. You struggled through so much loss in the past year. Loss of loved ones, loss of love, loss of confidence, loss of faith, and loss of self. Still you are here. Still you are strong. Still you persevere where others would have lost hope and given up. You are more resilient than you have ever given yourself credit for. Do not count your worth in pennies when you alone are worth so much more than a King's ransom.

You may not have been aware of it but slowly watching your heart get beaten, taken for granted and treated as less than the precious gift it is – was slowly eroding you. Slowly, but surely, the poor treatment your heart received was destroying the very thing that made you so very much you – you're smile that shows all you're very giving heart. It is your right to be angry but once you were done being angry, you celebrated to turn what should have been a painful memory into something joyous. Simply because you loved someone enough to want them to be happy...even if that happiness took them away from you. I'm proud that even if it hurt you, you did stay true to your beliefs and to your heart.

I am so very proud of you for holding yourself together but, more so, for letting yourself lean on people this past year. Never before have you allowed so many people to see inside of you and to hold your hand in your weakest moments. Despite your happy disposition you have held numerous people at arms length. You have trusted in those you care for to be strong enough to help you with this burden you have been carrying. You have let them see you terrified, scared, hopeless, frustrated, and feeling a little more than broken at times. But, each time you felt like that, someone was there to remind you that no matter what, you would be okay. The “YOU” they know would come through. The person that laughs at inappropriate times because her nerves are bad. The person who walks with a smile on her face while listening to music because of the joy the lyrics and memories bring to her. The person who laughs so loud people five streets over can hear her. I am so very proud that you learned to not give up on yourself and that it is okay to let others be strong for you. I know because of your past you have had a very hard time depending on people but you fought your fear and here you are! You kept moving forward as your motto was last year – life isn't about comparisons, it's about moving forward.

This might sound a bit sadistic of me but I am glad you learned to cry in front of people this year. I am glad you let your Mum hold you when you were scared. I am glad you found strength in your Mum, Dad and those you call your best friends. I am glad that you were honest with them about what scary things the Doctors were telling you. I am glad that they gave you the things you didn't even know you needed – patience and acceptance. After all, it is scary to be told that due to something beyond your control that parts of what make you, so very you, could be missing and you wouldn't even know it was gone. All because of three blood disorders causing a series of seizures. Having to re-learn so many different things was frustrating, irritating and somewhat exciting in its own way. I know it is still frustrating to have to really concentrate to remember the phone numbers you used to know by heart. Or the recall the recipes that used to be second nature but that's okay. You can always learn to do it again. Those old pathways may be dead to you now but just because something is not there anymore doesn't mean you can't make new memories. You are strong. You are like the reed in the rush of the river. You bend...you do not break.

I am glad you had people you could depend upon. I am glad you learned a very valuable lesson – those who want to be a part of your life, make time for you and strive to be a part of it. In return, you have done all that you have possible to try to remain a part of their lives. I know you would give them whatever you possibly could because what they have gifted you with is considered priceless and precious by you – trust, love, faith, laughter and loyalty. Yet, they have asked only one thing in return – that you remain you. They have only wanted you to be yourself and everything would be fine. They even understood when you couldn't be yourself because you weren't sure who you were or where you were going. While you were wading through uncertainties and painful realizations they were there. Always supporting. I hope you realize how truly blessed you are. Not many people can claim to have so many people love them the way you are loved by them. There is a saying that goes “To love someone is madness, to be loved by someone is a gift, loving someone who loves you is a duty, but being loved by someone whom you love is life.” You love them because it pleases you to do so. Having there love just makes life so much more bright. :D

I am so very sorry you lost so many loved ones this past year. I am so very sorry that your heart was bruised and pieces of it hurting (and are still healing). I am so very sorry that there are people you cared for deeply but are not able to make new memories with. But remember the single truth you learned so very long ago, it is not possible to lose somebody for somebody can never be lost. When you find them, you find yourself again. They are a part of you as much as you were a part of them. No matter how fleeting there presence was or how deeply entrenched they were in your life, they changed something in you simply by being. The world spun a little faster because they were a part of it. The world was brighter. While they no longer tread the Earth, it is important that you remind yourself that they are never too far. It is impossible to leave the memory once you have etched them into your heart.

I am pleased that you found your faith again. While being told you were infertile you floundered for awhile. Not caring about what happened to you anymore as you grieved for all the possibilities and dreams you had to lay to rest. While your heart and spirit were in repose I remember the dream you had. You dreamt once more of your Mama and this beautiful little boy she brought with her. With hair as black as night (like his Father's), with your eyes and smile, and his chubby little hands holding yours. He was perfect. The perfect mix of you and his Father. He reminded you of the promise you made to him once upon a time. That as long as he was near, you would find a reason to be happy. Then he told you that he was always near so you have no need to ever feel sad. You made a choice to make a birthday cake instead of wallowing in your grief as you have done every year since you miscarried him all those years ago. You made a choice to celebrate and that little bit of happiness was the first time you felt the ache in you lessen. You may never have held him in your hands but he grew in your heart and that is all that matters. To you, he was love, life and happiness. To him, you were very much the same. It wasn't till that morning that the thought finally occurred to you that maybe his lesson during this life was to know a love so fierce, so encompassing, so unconditional and selfless that you loved him that much...he could go back to wherever it is we all come from.

I am surprised at you though. Once July passed and you got the trash out of your life completely, you started to shift. You became more aggressive in what you wanted, but more specifically, the life you wanted. You learned that those you trusted could betray you but you would forgive them but never...would you trust them again. You learned about the different types of betrayal and you knew then that it only hurt because it was done by those you trusted. I know trust to you means more then the dictionary says it is. To you when you trust it means you are trusting someone to hold your heart safe, to keep your spirit warm and shining, and to protect your dreams as you would do the same for them. To have someone violate what you considered a precious gift – it changed you. Because you are older now and have more experience with this, you learned something about yourself that even surprised you. It was easy to be cruel. You thought about it often enough but refused to sink to that level. Just because it is easy to be cruel does not make it right. It was right to be kind, despite it being the hardest thing possible. You learned that forgiveness may be given but trust is earned. You learned to push past your limits. You are a very stubborn woman and if it wasn't for people making you take care of yourself I am positive you would have been hospitalized by now hahaha Still, I am saddened for you because you learned a lesson I never wanted you to learn for I believe you are a giving person...But this became necessary – everything needed to play out the way it did instead of letting your kindhearted nature take over. It was time for you to learn that you can't always just forgive someone because they need you to. It is sometimes necessary for them to prove they've earned it.

This past year you learned another lesson – you learned that love grows. It can sprout from friendship, affection, respect, or passion; it has to be nurtured or it withers before it has a chance to bear fruit; it requires communication, respect, trust, commitment and fidelity. It was then that you realized and stopped dating that guy because you didn't want to be stuck in a relationship with another male who couldn't be bothered with you. You have had enough of that. You then asked your well meaning friends to stop trying to set you up with someone who obviously has no real interest in you. After all, it is very human to want someone to love you and actually strive with all their being to make you happy...instead of looking at you like your taking up space and oxygen. It was then that you learned that to care is to fear and to fear is to be made vulnerable. Still, you being so you, realized that in being vulnerable you found a strength you never knew you could possess. I'm not sure you know this but not everyone has the courage to live through their vulnerabilities or to face them. Just as not many know how to truly care and live in harmony with every desire of their greedy little hearts. Duty comes before desire and it is not truly possible to start the future with the past hanging around the way it does when things are unresolved.


It then became necessary to face everything that happened throughout this year and really take stock of who you were as a person. To really look at yourself and embrace the ugly parts along with the good parts...and love yourself in spite of them. You are so very beautiful. You are more courageous than you realize. You are more resilient than you think. You are more loved than you will ever truly know. You had so many epiphanies that there could be a book written on those alone. But Self, I think you should know something really simple...a simple truth – your smile reaches your eyes again. I don't care if you never learn how to type without having to back track to make sure you didn’t put down the wrong word or if you still have problems with numbers years from now. Just as long as your spirit can smile and it shows in your eyes I am pleased. You make me happy. Thank you for being you. <3