Role Play: The Subtle Art of Following
Like an actress, I dressed the part and fully embodied the role.
But I wasn't acting.
I was being.
My vulnerability exposed.
As I walked across the room, my energy was too profound to miss.
I rested in the shadows and my light illuminated the darkness.
Magnetized by the aura, your eyes searched for a glimpse of my presence.
A scintilla of interest was all that you needed to pursue the mysterious light.
Hide and seek.
Your eyes found mine and they smiled.
I felt seen.
Your signal received.
As you moved toward the light, your hand asked for mine.
Your leadership was a gift and submission felt so good.
Eyes closed, I felt the depths of my being as you dipped me into a deep abyss.
You penetrated my core until our energy kissed.
The cycle of giving and receiving repeated.
We were dancing.
Engaged in a dangerous game of role playing.
Poem written by Lider x Falouer