I know I’m not supposed to talk about it but sex and sensuality are on the tip of my tongue and very often heating up my thoughts. What can I say? My whole being is alive, including my body and its desires. I’m newly divorced and newly carefree. I feel like a twenty-something with the wisdom of 42 years. It’s glorious.
Sensual:The condition of being pleasing or fulfilling to the senses
I’ve always loved sensuality. Evocative, provocative. Yes please. I love and live for exquisite lines, colors, scents, images. Beauty. A beauty that goes unnoticed, I notice. I drag my feet so I can see it. I slow my breath so I can absorb it. I take it inside and blend it with me. Let it hydrate my soul.
Subtle in the Suburbs/ Sex in the City
Sensuality is the lingerie of sex. It’s a lace and a sun-kissed shoulder. It’s lower backs curved and uncovered. It’s silk on skin and breath on inner-thigh.
I sometimes feel alone in my sensuousness out here in the suburbs. Few talk about it. Even less take time to get lost in it. It exists but it is not a natural priority. Do good schools kill it? Marriage? Children? To me, sensuality is an elixir to an ailing marriage, it makes life beautiful and sexy, reminds you you’re an adult with an eye for the remarkable. Yes, sensuality lives in the suburbs but it’s subtle, very subtle. Raw sexiness thrives in the vintage shops and crooked sidewalks of the city. It flirts in the grit of diversity and dances between the sheets of loft apartments.
Fifty Shades of Grey poked a hole in the dam of purity. A release as natural as a sigh after orgasm. True, it is more sexual than sensual but I feel less alone in the lust knowing Fifty Shades is a phenomenon in suburbs, cities and cow-towns.
Music: A Sensual Language
Music is sensuality alive. Voices from a deep god. Lyrics from everyone’s psyche, pulling and caressing love and bitter to the surface. Making us swollen with feelings and impregnated with oneness. Tones and notes as natural as the wind, as moving as a still morning ocean. It’s a beat that encourages your body to move with fluidity and without inhibition. It teases out the sexual self. Insists you’re free. Music is a trip to long ago complete with lingering fragrances and forgotten smiles. It’s a language felt more than spoken.
Sensuality in Front of a Camera
I stumble upon more and more opportunities to bathe in sensuous awareness. Recently a friend asked me to pose for some photos (fully covered but teasing nonetheless). I jumped at the chance. I highly recommend immersing yourself in allure and soft arousal.
Fabrics of femininity, flow and feel. They float on my skin and skim my curves and angles. The camera whirs and snaps. I laugh and squint. Bare feet and a glass of good white wine. Chiclet teeth against mocha lips. Mocha blouse against pale breast. No shame, just sensuality. No regrets just pleasure. An afternoon of natural light and play. Sexy talk and averted gazes. He the photographer. Me the bowl of fruit.
Sensually Repressed No More
Yes, I’ve always been sensual but I haven’t always been free. Free to touch, express or be perilously open. Most of the time the choice to play it closed was mine. Artistic vision and passion buried itself deep within my comfort zone. Revealing a taste for deep beauty especially if it involves musk-laced bodies or creative vulnerability, is on the edge of the norm. It will stop people in their tracks at school functions but not at intimate lunch dates. Choose your company wisely and you can be free.
The senses provide gifts every day in every moment. Pay attention. Pause to touch your clothing, smell the soft air, taste citrus and salt and hear love expressed in a gesture.
You are sensual. You are new and renewed. You are absolutely alive NOW.
When was the last time you felt sensually satisfied? Where do you feel most sensual? Why?
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Couldn’t agree more with all the comments here about the absolute quality and power of your writing, and also with all you say about the importance of the human senses and enjoying them to the full. You’ve also hit the nail on the head about the need to redefine so-called norms. And a terrific new pic. G
I would love for everyone to have the space to enjoy their senses to the fullest. Living to the hilt in the most simple way.:) Thank you for your kind words and constant support. I think we are starting and/or feeding the fire to redefine norms G. Keep at it on your side of the pond and I’ll do my best here.:)
Gorgeous, and timely. Thank you xxx
I feel sensual almost every day these days in being in contact with an open, sexually, person that I also have a mental connection with him. He never makes me feel like what I’m saying or doing is wrong or perverse…definitely does not think I should be more conservative. I feel safety in him to be who I am and progressively so as I step out of my comfort zone more and more, and he responds to my related needs…which he does…in order to do so. It’s wonderful because it’s sensual…not just sexual…and it’s a mental connection too. The two together…there isn’t a better realm of safety to be free.
In my dress, I’ve almost always worn sensual clothing…fitted, v-necks, etc without it being “trashy”. I do find however that I reel back around my family as they are always making quick glances at my cleavage that I see on women everywhere. Right now, that’s one of my sensual goals…be who I am…always.
Surround yourself with people who set you free.:) There is no better gift than to be accepted as your true self. Sensuality is not trashy. It’s using the senses to be more alive and present. It could be connected to sexuality but doesn’t have to be. Sexuality is a natural thing anyway. Natural = part of us, can’t be denied.
Own your cleavage! 😉 Be you and you’ll know who truly loves you.
You have a knack at exquisiting Sensuality. To the one who broke my back, in “Destined To Triumph” p.157-158 lingerie, “I noticed her enticing physique, but I said to myself, ‘Damn!’ I guess other men sometimes meet such good-looking ladies and they cast a single glance in their direction, but quickly brush the whole idea aside without even remarking, ‘What a nice creation.’
After a few days she came back to use the internet. I was engrossed in my business but I noticed what a pretty woman she was. I said to myself, ‘But how many such pretty women have I seen anyway?’” – http://destined-to-triumph.blogspot.com
What a beautifully written, poetic, graceful and life-affirming post. More like this please!
Thank you James. It was one of the easier ones to write. Every once in a while I have the urge to let my words be more poetic and image-filled than organized and helpful. I’m so happy when those pieces speak to others. I appreciate your encouragement and comments.
This is simply exquisite. Your writing took my breath away. I feel like you just lifted a veil and let us peer into your sanctuary. Thank you <3
Aw thank you. Your comments mean a lot because I so respect your thoughtful writing. Every once in a while I like to let the more poetic Brenna run free.:)
I am glad you did, because she is stunning! I loved meeting poetic Brenna, and can’t wait to hear more of what she has to say. Love the new pic, too :*