Close your eyes…
if you wish.

Or let them linger
on these words.

It doesn’t matter.

Either way…
you can already feel the pull—
a soft hum
drawing you
inward.

Breathe with me…
in…
and out…

So slow…
so deep.

And with each breath,
notice how these words
feel less like something you’re reading…

and more like a truth
you’ve always known—
simply forgotten
until now.

This isn’t new,
is it?

This feeling.

It’s a place
you’ve always known
must exist…

Just beneath
the surface
of yourself—
hidden…
waiting…
alive.

And as you read,
you feel those places
stirring…
awakening
in ways
you can’t quite name
yet.

But you want to.

You want to discover
how deep this goes.

You want to see
how far
you might let yourself drift…
how far
we might go
together.

The deeper you breathe…
the deeper this feeling
settles in you.

The deeper it settles…
the more
you want to breathe.

And the more you breathe…
the deeper we go—

Down…
into that soft spiral
of
wanting
and
wondering,
of
longing
and
imagining.

You’ve already noticed
how easily
your body listens.

The subtle warmth…
The quiet hum
of a new awareness…

The beautiful ache
that builds
with every space
between these lines.

Because the most beautiful connections
are found
not in what is said—
but in what is
left unsaid.

In the spaces
your own desire
rushes to fill.

So now tell me…

What would it feel like
if my hand were here?

Where would my lips linger
if I leaned closer?

How much would you give
if I whispered
the one thing
you most want to hear?

Don’t answer yet.

Let the questions
circle.
Let them spiral.

Each time they return…
you’ll feel the ache
deepen.

A promise
whispered back to you
from within.

Each time you wonder…
you slip further
into the exquisite not-knowing—
the sweetest
surrender
of all.

Isn’t it intoxicating…
the way you can’t quite tell
where my words end
and your thoughts begin?

The way it feels
as though I’m already
inside you…

Not to claim you.

But to guide you
home
to yourself.

To the places
you hoped
someone would
finally
find.

Even now…
you feel the boundaries blur—

Between thought and sensation.
Between longing and fulfillment.
Between holding back
and
letting go completely.

And the deeper you go…
the easier it is
to imagine.

The more you imagine…
the deeper
you want
to go.

So let yourself drift here
a little longer—

Caught in this loop
of desire…

of quiet
surrender.

Know this:
This feeling,
this connection,
is now woven
into your very being.

Because this
is where you find yourself…
isn’t it?

In the silence
after each line.

In the heat
of each unfinished suggestion.

In the spiral
that takes you down…

Deeper…
and
deeper…

To places inside yourself
you always hoped
you would discover.

And this…
is only
the beginning.

 

Go deeper. It’s softer there than you thought.