AuthenticSoul Energy Healing

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//📷picturesource Larry Jason Furland //

Look closer.
Take notice.

Lean. The. F**k. In.

Open your mind, then your eyes.

Can you now clearly see?

Her soul is not the bleak barren
dystopian wasteland
which you were to once believe.

Neither is it icy cold and frozen over
by winters harshest snow.
You looked closer didn’t you?
Really looked, and now you know

her heart is not black
or dark
and hard like coal
and her eyes are not
sad sullen
empty hollow holes
absent of any hope.

Her soul is fiercely passionate
like a sultry sexy
slow dance
being lead across the ballroom floor
by an old school
sweetheart romance.

She scribes eloquently penned poetry
dipped in ink and laced with lust,
yet firmly still she holds the hands
of devotion, loyalty and trust.

She radiates internally with the warmth
of one thousand forehead kisses
and behind her big and gentle smile
is the magic of one million granted
dreams and wishes.

Her eyes are an infinite unexplored abyss.
Two deep swirling cauldrons
of the hard life lessons learned
they speak in sparkles
and twinkle sometimes
like fireflies glowing brightly
lighting up the midnight sky.

She is chapters of triumphs
and pages of pain
forever known as that old cliche,
so don’t judge this book by her cover
for she is a hidden treasure trove
you are now starting to discover.

Not made of cement, or iron or steel
not broken throwaway junkyard parts.

she was built from the rain of clouds
the dust of stars,
the tissue of scars
and the imperfect petals
of sweetly scented wildflowers.

She was born to love, to bleed, to heal.

To give her heart to those in need

She is the light
she is the dark,
and every shade
found in between.

She was brought into your world

to teach you how to feel.

(C) Sarah Hall

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When it comes to her,
please,
take your precious time.

Don’t push.
Don’t rush.

Pause.

Breathe her in.
Soak her up.

Feel her.

Women like her,
need space.

They need time.

Lose time in her.

Get lost in her mind,
in her layers,
in her smile
and in her thighs.

Drift.
Don’t pull.

She is the moon.

Just be her water.

Ebb, and she will flow.

And I’ll tell you her biggest secret.

Although she will have most of them believe it,

she isn’t all bullet proof armour, steel walls and battle ready swords.

There is softness,
and such sweetness,
buried deep in her core.

Dig.

Gently,
slowly,
intently
and
intensely

Trust is the key

Unlock her.

And you’ll discover
she’s always been
more than enough.

Get inside.

Feel the ferocious fire
and the soft, gentle rain.

Her sweetness
and her pain.

Touch it.

Touch all of it.

She may flinch
at the thought of closeness,
and she will definitely resist
opening up her soul.

But know, she isn’t running from you.

It’s just those deep feels
she has trapped inside.

So fist grip her heart,
like you do her neck
when you have her
pushed up against the wall.

Prove to her,
and promise her
as no man
ever has before

that you are here to stay
and never letting her go.

❤️

(C) Sarah Hall

One of the poems featured in my book

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GIVE ME THE PEOPLE….

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