No Apologies

I’m sorry I’m exhausted and I can’t do what you’re asking.
Thank you, your no is a gift.
I feel so full heartedly that I’d love to offer you loving touch where you’re in pain.
Thank you for your fuck yes.
I was a yes when you first asked but now that my body feels yours in this way, I’m contracted and terrified to pull away.
Thank you, your no is a gift.

My lip is quivering and my whole body is aroused imagining dancing with you in this way, even the tone of your voice in the proposal pushes all of my pleasure buttons.
Thank you for your fuck yes.
I really want to be able to support you right now.  The truth is I need to cocoon and extend that generosity to myself.
Thank you, your no is a gift.
Arriving
In a place
Where full-bodied yeses and no’s
Are revered
Is the creation of a culture
Where authentic pleasure and intimate relationship can blossom
Each of us can choose…
Can I?
Am I willing?
To be with
The discomfort that arises when I hear a no I really want to be a yes
Or the writhing in my body as the armor comes alive to resist saying fuck yes to what truly turns me on to life
Offer spaciousness, dear one
To your heart
As you discern
Between your bodily yeses and no’s
It just might transform your entire life