Spiritual Kink

Baring it all before the mirror, as dawn softly puckered my skin, I was able to see myself clearly for the first time. And for the first time, I began to fall in love with myself. For the first time, I was more than enough. This is the story behind #MorningCoffee. These are the roots the Beast Goddess has blossomed from.

Like a Phoenix, I rose up from the ashes of the past life I had burnt to the ground. My wings stretched wider and beat stronger than ever before. Subconsciously, I grew to associate my newfound confidence and rebirth with a spiritual level of BDSM.

Welcome to the world of #MorningCoffee. Welcome to Spiritual Kink.

let’s make some magic together

In trusting the process

I trust myself to navigate

the highs and lows that

change

with each moment,

my own tidal surges,

pushed and pulled by my lunar heart.

My heart that

drips from my lips and

bleeds from my fingertips.

I bleed ink

with a depth of authenticity

that few can handle

Or so they tell me.

Still I open,

the petals of my heart

parting to soak up the sun,

if only to reflect the radiance

on a world that may or may not

be ready to bask in it;

for what is living

if we are not loving.

x

© The Beast Goddess

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