poetry session - 11/14

chills up my spine


Strong hands
Hold firm and gentle
Around my waist
I centre myself and anticipate
His next move...
Confidently seducing
I take deep breaths as
He slowly guides me
To where he needs me next...
He hypnotizes me
With such a rhythmic tune
We become in tune with our senses
And respond according to
How our bodies connect...
So perfect and aligned with mine
He sends chills up my spine with
How our auras are so intertwined
And united in this fashion...
So fascinated with
How he yearns to say my name
And how it drips from his lips
He tongues each letter
On every meridian of my body
Exploring the maps and
Separating continents with his doing
Filling valleys and creating waterfalls
With just the simple art of knowing
What to do next,
How to read my every yearning...
He learns and memorizes every curvature,
Every dip, every inch, every posture
And i couldn’t possibly resist
This reciprocity to co-exist
In this sensuous filled space with him
In hopes to uplift our vibrations
To give birth to nations, revolutions, manifestations
Of new ways of being...
All with his confident execution...
And the subtle power
Of his hands...


-j.jimenez

poetry session - 11/11

another reason


His lips
His voice
The manner in which
He says my name
The way he instigates
Stimulates
Certain ways of being
He stirs up emotions that have me seeing
The world a bit differently
My purpose with more clarity...
And just when I think there couldn’t be
Another reason
For me to be more intrigued
He speaks to me with verses so eloquently
So carefully composed
And so rare, fully exposed to his
Attention to detail
It’s like he knew my soul’s language,
The heartbreak and healing I’ve prevailed and
The journeys it took to get me here...
To hear him utter one word
Stirred up more than i could describe
The depth of knowing
The frequency of my vibe
He effortlessly inscribed
An imprint on my Spirit
And has me looking forward
To all the other reasons
That he chooses to share and exhibit...


-j.jimenez

poetry session - 11/4

the right person


Synchronized and aligned
In each other’s spaces... 
Our breath connects our souls and 
Spirit restores our faith, in love...
Unattached and boundless...
I’ve found that... 
When I act and move
From a place of divinity
You seamlessly attract and match
My movements with symmetry
I submit to you perfectly...
You mirror my ecstasy
And perform passionately this dance of
Knowing what to say and
Knowing what to do
Without saying a word

The right person can do that for you...
A true reflection of self-love and your self-worth... 
Never taking anything away but...
Adding to what you deserve...
Tread passionately in your search...
For the right person...


-j.jimenez

poetry session

You thought you could handle his intensity
And as much as it challenged you...
Changed you...
As much as it made you hate yourself for questioning all the visceral feelings you knew to be true...
As much as he still brought out the utmost best in you...
You rode that wave masterfully
In your own way
In your own right
Despite the growing pains of give and take
You still managed to give him more of you than he could ever ask for
You made it easy...
You gave him the universe manifested in your being...

And when the ties were broken
The universe halted
The world became silent
The only difference is
You eventually and painfully outgrew
The world you both made your way into...
The world that you both created...
The world that you both made your home
And you loved every single moment
Every single second
Wouldn't trade it in
Treading with passion

You tried to balance the equation of time x distance with your unwavering support and generosity
Giving more of yourself that was more than necessary
Yet it still wasn't enough...
It still wasn't enough to dissolve the vast geographical meridians in your way
Even though there were countless times that love was magical... Transformational...
Even though those moments were proof... They were temporary...
Even though despite the obvious obstacles...
You believed you would be able to transcend them...
It wasn't enough...

You learned a hard lesson, didn't you?
You learned that... Love ISN'T enough
Even though YOU were enough...
You ARE enough...

YOU are enough with all your quiet strength and vulnerability
YOU are enough with your kind and open heart
YOU are enough with your undying loyalty
YOU are enough with your unapologetic erotic tendencies
YOU are enough with all your fresh wounds and past dated scars
YOU are worthy...

Continue to break...
Continue to empty yourself...
Continue to forgive yourself...
Until you can love yourself again...