After just one day of having this blog, and after reconnecting with Brene Brown I am sharing more with you. Happy Sunday, here’s a poem that I wrote.
Soft
Never date a hedonist
or at least never partner your life with theirs
Their comfort is paramount and abhors
hard conversations necessary for partnership
Oh the parties!
Oh the sex!
Oh the drugs!
Oh the outrageous conversation!
But when those things open doors to places you can’t navigate alone
it’s no longer anything goes.
The things you need are not fun, are not pleasurable
This is a pleasure palace that is what we do here.
No time for your nonsense.
No space for your pain
The flip side though, your comfort for their hard places is of course welcome
Your gentle handling of sore spots and ugly behavior
Feel so good.
Oh please don’t stop, don’t stop!
Being seen by you feels good
Being touched by you feels so good
Being heard by you bliss
Being understood divine
They might teach you how to love yourself though
… then you will love yourself enough to leave
