Nymph-like she danced 'round
him, a whisper of wood-smoke
on the summer breeze.
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"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure…We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be?… There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do…as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same." ~M.Williamson
4 comments:
amazingly erotic
Anon: Especially for me as I was picturing myself as the dancer! It's a seduction.
who are you dancing for?..anon
anon: I don't know yet. I haven't found him.
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