Triangle Cliff House Mountain Cabin by Matthias Arndt
Polaroid
A kiss.
A moment to stop time.
Looking back at the past I pull the Polaroid from the box that has rested up in the closet longer than it should’ve. I can recall the memory like it was yesterday. The way the wind danced through his hair as he looked into my eyes on the early Summer afternoon. Colors of sunset started to creep into late afternoon; he couldn’t stop touching my face or hair. Wordless we cooed like a pair of doves on the porch of the small cottage we’d been sharing that weekend.
Teasing me he would lean in too close and lean back just when his lips were about to meet mine. Watching his mouth I couldn’t help but anticipate the moment we’d and licked my lips. The cool breeze was whipping my hair in and out of our small union. Whenever he’d caress my cheek with a finger his lips would dance along the same path he traced. Every touch of his hand sent a rush of butterflies through my system.
Leaning forward I decided to give him a taste of his own medicine. As I slid my hand along his leg, until I reachedhis waist then pausing before pulling his body closer to mine. After I stopped he reached his hands around me to pull me the rest of the way. The wind whipped my hair into his face and against his skin as he reached back to set the timer on the camera. Laughing at his lack of subtlety, we tried to regain our composure knowing what’s to come. With a lift of his hand he pushed my hair aside as the shutter sounded. Hardly distracted by the sound of the click he looked into my eyes and gently smiled before kissing me.
Sometimes it's doing & enjoying the fun little things in life that makes it worth living... here's another one from that acqua series.
Enjoy!
Kisses, m.
Bubbles
The bubbles fill the air and cover nothing and everything of my skin as he steps in the tub. I let my hands show him my intention as I push the bubbles aside to reveal more of my body. This brings a smile to his eyes and a flick of his tongue as he stands over me.
Pulling at his hand I beg for him to sit but he teases me by caressing my hair and leaning to kiss my head. Pouting I lean back to reveal myself more until he gives in to my demand.
Slowly he sits down across from me and watches me and imitates my pout. Once again I'm pulling his hands to join me but he says & does nothing. Completely smitten with his game, I let go of his hands and lean back before touching his face with my foot. Instantly he presses it away and blows a mouth full of bubbles in my direction.
Matching his playfulness I splash him and watch him trying not to giggle at my silliness. Quickly I drop myself into the water. Carefully I scoot towards him letting my hands find their way up his body before letting my lips kiss his chest, neck and finally his face. Turning his head coyly he invites me the try harder. Biting his ear after I whisper, "Kiss me" sends him in a rush of pleasure.
Taking over control he spins my body and kisses my neck, my chin and chest. Letting me know he's in charge he's stops for a moment to look in my eyes. Again I beg him, "kiss me" and he smiles. Without further hesitation he wraps his arms around me and kisses me deeply amid the bubbles.
Cabana
An early summer rain gently caresses my clothes until the thin shirt and shorts I’m wearing are sheer and hugging my skin like a glove. The waves along the coast rise and fall much quicker as the clouds grow heavy with intention. Making my way back to our small cabana on the beach, I can see him riding the waves and loving every minute of the spontaneous downpour.
Upon entering the hut I’m stripping off my clothing and letting the warm air dry my skin. Taking a closer look I can make out his muscular body and surfboard catching a wave and falling. As he begins swimming back out toward the next set of waves my curiosity gets the better of my mind and I imagine the look on his face when I greet him wearing absolutely nothing on but a smile. Pleased with the thought I watch him from the window letting the bamboo shade mask my presence.
The breeze soothes my skin as the thin light of day mixed with rain drops kisses my skin. My heart is racing with anticipation as he easily glides through the surf. His command of the board and the water whipping through his hair sends shivers up my spine. Staying my ground, I watch him making his way toward the shore. The empty coastline welcomes him home as he stows his board.Stripping bare his suit down to the flesh, he lets the rain wash the saltwater from his skin. Pushing his head up to the heavens he takes a drink of the warm rain and lowers his eyes to match mine. With a flick of my wrist I pull the front shades and give him a tease. With a smirk and a wink, he makes his way up to the Cabana.
"Self Love means...
1. Choosing ourselves, even if it means upsetting others and not being popular anymore. Even if it means we leave a party before anyone else because we feel tired, overwhelmed, or just plain feel done with the crowd.
2. Telling what is true for us, not swallowing words that express what we truly feel, think, or want to do.
3. Giving our body the nurturing, rest, exercise, and comfort it needs to the best of our ability.
4. Wearing clothes that make us feel good and fit our personality instead of wearing clothes that are in fashion that we use to impress others.
5. Building a life that we love while we are single instead of waiting for our prince/princess to show up to explore life and to be happy.
6. Accepting ourselves with the good, the bad, the ugly, the sexy, and the smelly—all of it—and appreciate ourselves as whole people.
7. Making time to do whatever we love, just to play, without worrying about wasting time.
8. Owning our inner and outer beauty and complimenting ourselves without feeling guilty, arrogant, or entitled.
9. Not rehashing our past mistakes and dragging ourselves to a dark place when we know that we can only learn from the past; we can’t change it.
10. Spending some quality, connected time with ourselves instead of always watching TV or wasting time on the Internet.
11. Using discretion when sharing our heart, self, and dreams with others.
12. Trusting the path that our soul is on and making a genuine effort to become a conscious co-creator of our destiny.
13. Not blaming our parents for our current issues, and looking for ways to heal our wounds and change our dysfunctional patterned behaviors by reaching out to ministers, therapists, coaches, and healers.
14. Following what our gut/intuition says instead of living out of our brain and ego.
15. Staying in our integrity, both when it comes to ourselves and when interacting with others out in the world. This includes keeping ourselves in check regarding patterns such as lying, manipulating, co-depending, withholding, and pretending.
16. Allowing ourselves to dream big, without contaminating these dreams with judgments, our perceived limitations, or a lack of sense of deserving.
17. Knowing how we’re spending our emotional, mental, financial, and physical energy, and whether these activities bring back joy, connection, nurturing, rest, and creativity to our lives.
18. Taking responsibility for all of our experiences. Knowing that we have the ability for deeper self awareness and access to our intuition when it comes to making life choices.
19. Not labeling ourselves with others’ opinions of us, while having the courage to look inside to see if there might be some truth to them.
20. Learning to set boundaries that protect and nurture our relationships, with ourselves and others.
21. Allowing ourselves to make mistakes and not berating ourselves for making them. Instead, choosing to appreciate our desire to learn and grow.
22. Refusing to seek permission or approval to be ourselves. Recognizing that we, like everyone else, deserve to take up space on this planet just as who we are right now.
23. Loving and accepting ourselves even when we fail miserably at some of these self-love goals."
Kisses, m.