Receiving

Receiving. The felt sense in my body. To recive. The sun warming my bare breasts. The sun beam feels deliciously penetrating. Let Earth recive her King. I sat a long time receiving the waves from the fjord. Gently and soft they floated back and forth. On my left side the wind softly kissed my skin. Held by nature. The rock my flesh rested on. The sun gracing me. The so felt sens of water floating out and in. My nipples hard by the soft wind. Naked. At peace. Opening my whole being. Everything felt like a prayer in this moment. God, I need this in the flesh. I need the medicine only a good man can give me. I'm ready. For the deep and true medicine a good man is providing. I need his medicine cock. His medicine hands. His medicine body, mind and soul. For once in my life I'm ready to recive the good, constructive, healthy masculine and a relationship where it's room for growth , tenderness and rawness.

Dear God. Mother Nature. Life. I'm ready. I need him. I want him. Now. And so it is.

Amen