The Life I Want

I want to wake up on a Sunday morning with a barefoot ponytail smile that glows so much the neighbors will see it. Playful kisses in the kitchen and brunch in the ambiance of smooth jazz and with gentle breeze of open windows …. I want to care for someone, openly and true to my nature… then spend the afternoon with him in the park - sundress and sandals, on a blanket where kisses last forever and I get lost in the free passion that exist in my heart. 

I want to go to work on a Monday morning as Aimee. Make people forget about the drudgery of the grind with my lipstick smile, skirt and heels. I want the glow of my true presence to be the reason someone looks forward to being around me. I want my true feminine energy to flow with every step I make.  

I don’t want or need and dreamy-easy life, I need the struggles we all experience so I can grow… but I want to live my life to the fullest - with confidence and true femininity. Acting appropriately to situations, making the hard choices I already do… but with nice long baths  with my lover in the evening. I want to make time for the mani-pedi and hair appointments, yoga with middle aged women and lots of self-care…. and keeping myself in shape to make sure he knows I’m still the woman he fell in love with every time he sees me naked. 

I want to come home on a Friday evening and make our passion a priority. My dress, pearls and panties on the floor… trailing to the nightstand where he will find a positive ovulation test… and me, curled up on my side, next to it in bed wearing nothing but my black stockings and peep toe heels… and that true smile which lights up my world. 

I want sex that expresses my respect, and  love for him as a man. I want him to be the man and do what he wants with me - and I want to submit all that I am to him as his wife. 

I want to wake up Saturday morning, in his strong arms, cuddled in his big hairy chest with my long hair draped over my shoulders. 

I want to feel him as my king, with me as his beautiful queen… who very likely has the honor of carrying his child very soon. The sweet submission feeling so liberating as my toe curl once more as he makes love to me in the silent sun-filled bedroom.