To dearest bl,
My mind loves that you come looking for Me…searching with some anxiety and deep need. Bringing to Me a part of you that you give to no other. A part of you that I deliciously open, watch it blossom and surrender to Me. Watching your face…part desperate need, relief and a desire to give Me all of you…and more, if I demand it from you. I watch you mentally remembering what I say, how I look and how I make you feel. I imagine I float across your mind during the day… in most inappropriate ways and times…that I quietly flow thru your veins…a burning desire to come to Me. How I will take each layer away…exposing such rawness and using it for Myself. And, you will give this gift to Me with gratitude & reverence for I am your Queen.