For an hour, or two or three
I open the door and welcome you into my space
candles light the room in a soft golden glow
incense draws little smoky circles through the air
peaceful music and distant nature sounds fill the room gently
everything is prepared carefully
down to the smallest detail
and as I light each candle
and place the towels softly on the bed
I pause for a moment to look around me
I smile
there is warmth inside me and butterflies too
even after all this time they still arrive
the same nervous sweetness you might feel before a first date
when something inside your body begins quietly waking up
some of my guests I have met many times before
others step into my world for the very first time
still the butterflies are there
and I love how for an hour or two or three
I fall in love a little bit
with the person sitting in front of me
with their trust, their openness
their visible and invisible layers slowly falling away
I watch somebody arrive into themselves
through breath, through touch
through softness and surrender
and every time I see so much beauty
an erotic innocence unfolding
so pure, so human, so real
we breathe together, move together, hold hands
sometimes we laugh softly
other times tears gather quietly in the corners of our eyes
some guests tell me afterwards
that they felt as though they travelled somewhere else
what I rarely say is that I go there too
for those moments I also step into another world
a world where time softens
where the outside fades away
where my hands say the things words never fully can
care, acceptance, warmth, gentleness
and a little fire running softly through my fingers
nothing exists there except you and me
meeting each other fully for a little while
and when the door closes behind you
I pause for a moment
to honour what just happened
to let the feeling settle inside me
to feel grateful
and somewhere in that quietness I realise again
that for an hour or two or three
I allowed myself to fall in love
with another human being
Love,
Rosie x