May 17, 2013
Does my sexiness upset you? Does it come as a surprise That I dance like I've got diamonds At the meeting of my thighs? - Maya Angelou
I've been battling back and forth with owning my sensuality on a higher level. It's so subtle, you have to pay close attention or you'll miss the whole ordeal. Sometimes I envy women who can carry their sensuality outside of the bedroom. To be undeniably and unapologetic about my sensual self, embracing myself. Then I thought about it, as long as I tap into my power and sensuality, why does it matter who sees it? I am a firm believer in body worship and I do so in the privacy of my own home. My sensuality goes beyond my body's curves and resides in my eyes and is reborn everytime I smile. I own that. I am that. It's a form of self love that require a personal intimacy that not everyone is invited to.