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Desirable Voice

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Your voice and your love for me melt my heart—as well as my body. My senses are intoxicated by your voice.   Your soft lips, speaking those words, felt like they were touching my skin ✨️   The heat and fire within 🔥 seem to have their own mind, wanting to erupt.   My body is hungry for your touch and your lips.

When you Understand me

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When you understand me I felt I am not alone anymore  When you understand me I felt like I can do anything  When you understand me I felt like am not invisible anymore  When you understand me I felt like I can do hard things. When you understand me I felt like being alone is more fun and exciting to enjoy own company. When you understand me I felt only short answer can satisfy me.

When you Speak

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When you speak  It felt like cloud came down to lift me up. When you speak It felt like a dance I can't forget  When you speak It felt like I was hypnosis and I forgot who I am and where I am When you speak  I felt like I wanted to be that lips to speak those words. When you speak I felt like submitting myself to you

What I Choose to Ignore—And Why It Sets Me Free

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🌿 What I Choose to Ignore—And Why It Sets Me Free I face my fear—while ignoring the fear itself . I ignore to preserve peace. I ignore to stay clear. I ignore to remain available to solutions. For many years, I was ignored—dismissed, overlooked, misunderstood. But in that silence, I found something unexpected: Peace . The ignorance of others became a mirror, showing me what not to carry. So I chose the same kind of ignorance—not as bitterness, but as wisdom. I now ignore what doesn’t serve my peace. When the earth shook beneath me, I didn’t panic. I stayed alert, calm, and present—able to assist others who were overwhelmed. That clarity came from years of choosing what not to carry. I ignore: 🗣 Criticism that doesn’t serve growth 🤡 Mockery that seeks reaction 🧨 Foul language , transforming it into harmless meaning 🌪 Anger storms , responding with steady calm I ask when I don’t understand. I speak when I need to. I listen for tone, not just words. And I choose to inte...

Fire that want to Consume me

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My body is on fire 🔥 it's eating me up alive with desire of heat crave to touch and feel warm of the man touch. While there is none for I took responsibility to care for my heart and my heart wants a man who is willing to take accountability and is loving to me.  Sex is something sacred not something to play with but to constantly refuse a man that show a pinch of abuse in itself can be really hard for body when it's heated it seem like it has its own mind and cause unpredictable heat of fire 🔥 that try to test my temptation will I give in or submit. 

Opportunity and the Tennis Ball

🎾 Opportunity and the Tennis Ball Sometimes, opportunity feels like a tennis ball flying our way. If we time it just right and hit it with intention, it opens doors to something meaningful.   But if that ball sails past and we chase it blindly, we might find ourselves tangled in a game we were never meant to play—especially when it’s already headed for the neighbor’s fence. Maybe that ball wasn’t ours to begin with.   Not every missed chance is a loss.   Some are cosmic redirections.   So instead of scrambling after every ball, I’m learning to stay grounded. Watching the court. Trusting the wind. Hitting the ones that are truly meant for me.

The Dance of Ideas

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🎭 The Dance of Ideas Ideas arrive like whispers on an empty stage—ephemeral, fleeting, yet full of potential. When we act on them, they come alive, moving gracefully in the spotlight, even if no one is watching. At first, the seats remain empty, the applause silent. But the dance continues, fresh and evolving each day. Slowly, others begin to notice. Some stay, many pass by. Still, the performance never stops. But when we ignore those ideas—when we hesitate or seek permission—the stage stays dark. Unseen. Unfelt. The magic fades before it ever begins. The key is to act. When inspiration speaks, answer with action. Don’t wait for validation. Don’t share prematurely. Just move—create. Mistakes may come, but so does transformation. Not just in the world, but in the one who dares to dance.