Throwback Thursday #12

When I was looking back through my poetry to pick one for today’s post, I was torn on which one to choose.

I was talking with a friend the other day about how I feel I never truly found myself until I was in my thirties. By “found,” I mean I shed what no longer fed me. I let go of beliefs and morals I grew up believing that no longer fit my philosophies. I discovered parts of myself I never knew existed, and I embraced the sides of me I was conditioned to hate or hide from others.

While embarking on my self-discovery (I am still discovering new things), I wrote a lot of poetry about my findings, up to and including my sensuality.

I believe in reserving parts of myself that only my lover gets to witness. Then there are other sides only those closest to me will ever know. I like to maintain an element of mystery, but with that said, I think it’s important for women to embrace their sensual and sexual sides. I have always admired Samantha Jones’s character in “Sex and the City” because she has never been ashamed of her sexual side. I came to realize that I shouldn’t either, and I am a firm believer in sharing my truths because they might help other women embrace their sexuality.

Please do not get me wrong, I am not saying anyone should do, say, write, or wear anything they are uncomfortable with, but we should not be ashamed to tap into our sexual and sensual sides.

For me, it’s a guitar with a dirty or gritty riff. It sets all of my synapses on fire and unleashes the sensual beast within. It always works, it moves me, and I immediately want to sway my hips. It’s why I love the blues! (Any dirty-sounding guitar will do, though).

This is not my best poem. It is not terrible, it was good enough to make the cut, but I need to work on my flow. Anyway, I wrote this poem three years ago, and despite its lack of phenomenal quality, it came from a real place when I was learning to love myself and embrace all of my layers. (There are many). I hope you enjoy it, I hope it speaks to you, and ladies, I hope it encourages you to explore your sensual sides because you deserve to feel sexy and confident!

Love & life lessons,

Kristian

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My Burlesque Mind

last inhale

before it hits

hello mind

hello bliss

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the bass starts to drop

the drumbeat slows

then the sweet, sweet sound

starts to flow

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that dark blues guitar

glides straight through my veins

swells in my stomach

drives me insane

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my hips lead the way

legs follow slowly

torso starts to sway

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arms flow so smoothly

like wind beneath wings

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fingers start roaming

across collar bones

reaching up behind ears

though hair starts combing

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the music has me

firm in its grasp

I’m completely lost in it

swimming in a symphonic sea

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this is where I come

when I need to find peace

moving to this guitar

 until I find my release

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