The ritual of undressing you is so simple
Taking your clothes off
And with a breath
And an expanded awareness it becomes a ritual of deep richness
A ritual of intimacy
A ritual of conscious sensuality
A ritual of living eroticism
A ritual of arousal
A ritual of worship
A ritual of vulnerability
A ritual of power
A ritual of revealing
A ritual of preparation
A ritual of presence
A ritual of care
The undoing
The unzipping
The taking off
The sliding off
Is a slow fire of growing heat
Is a slow drop into softening arousal
Is a slow drop into heightened sensation
Is a slow drop into expanding connection
The ritual begins with a space
Taking care, bringing care
Showing care in detail
The ritual space is warm
The presence of elements
Light is soft
Fragrance is gentle
Music is sensual
There may be delectable morsels of taste
The care is an expression of intimacy
An expression of the heart
The ritual continues with eyes connecting
Seeing, being seen
Held in each other’s gaze
There may be words of offering
Words of intention
There may be an embrace
Moments of being held
Body to body
And so the ritual of undressing begins
Slowly, slowly
Each garment
Slowly
As each part of the body is revealed
There may be a touch
A caress
A kiss
There may be words of wonder
Of beauty
There is care
There is attention
There is time
Slow, sensual time
That drops us deeper with each breath
There is a pause
In the pause is a settling
In the pause is an opening
In the pause energy moves
In the pause there may be
A shiver
A quiver
In the pause is anticipation
In the pause we see the beauty
Heightened sensation
Expanding arousal
Garment by garment
Unzipping, undoing
Sliding over skin
Sliding off skin
Peeling away
Peeling off
The feeling deepens
The feeling expands
Slowly
Until the body is revealed
The ritual continues
It may be that you are undressed in the same way
It may be into a bathing experience
It may be into pleasure
Continue the slowness
Stay in the softness
Deeper into care
Deeper into intimacy
From the very first breath
The longing to belong
From the very first breath
The anger at being ripped away
From belonging
The hurt at being torn away
From All
From the very first breath
The longing to belong
Burning in every cell
Throbbing in every cell
To belong
To be wanted to belong
From silent eyes
Seeing so much
From a quiet breath
In a tightening throat
From a belly aching with hunger
From a heart beating the rhythm
Of longing to belong
Giving with hands
Ever open
Lips in a soft smile
Of longing to belong
Walking through shadowlands
With the misty companion of longing
Broken by moments of lightness
Of the dance of hope
To belong
Sacred gifts given
Into vanishing hands
Whispered secrets
Shared with fading voices
Blood flowing
In veins of pulsating desire
From the very first breath
The longing to belong.
