His Kiss On My Third Eye
For months I longed to wake up beside him. I had spent so many evenings that turned into nights, exchanging thoughts and sharing ideas. For hours we would reason, often debated. The challenge was stimulating. I craved a deeper connection. I desired intimacy so I asked him “Can I fall asleep and wake up in your arms when the sunrise begins a new morning?”
Let me feed your soul.
I don’t want to ego stroke.
May I encourage your greatness
and bring you hope?
Will you let me heal what hurts?
I see you’re in pain
Allow me to massage your emotions
ease what’s on your brain.
There is beauty in the ability to display vulnerability, sharing who you really are, including your fears, your past hurts and traumas. I promise I will still love and honor him. I needed him to know that. Finally he gave me the chance to have my somnial experience. It came after a night of music. Music was our thing. He appealed to the artist in me. Perhaps it was the artist that he is. He whispered in my ears “Are you in a rush to go home?” My heart rate increased, I knew what he wanted…
He drifts into a sleep. His snores become my lullaby. I enjoy his sounds. My how I enjoy his sounds.
As I lay with my mind rested on his heart, I synchronize my breathing with his
We envelop ourselves in the audio of comfort
I find satisfaction as our souls become calm by the rhythms.
I inhale the aroma of his natural scent to awaken my senses.
I submit to him as I am lulled by the absorption of his powerful energy.
With this King, I have found peace
Something wakes him out of his slumber. He must have sensed that I had rolled away from him. He reaches for me, pulls me closer and holds me tight. He brings his head down and kisses me 3 times on my Third Eye. My entire body releases in relaxation in that moment. I feel so safe. I knew he cared and overstood how he really felt without him ever needing to say. We connected.