I love rainbows. There's something special about the colors refracted by light on water that make you believe in magic again. In the darkest place, when it seems the light is sparse and evading, the rainbow reminds me that there is light, shining through the rain, even if it can't immediately be seen in it's full spectrum.
Yes, there's something comforting and magical about a rainbow, kind of like this little rainbow drawer of happiness. I feel like my Husband is the light to my dark side, using everything in his arsenal to help me shine. This colorful little drawer contains a few of his tools - the things that take me away from dark places, the things that bring me pure pleasure, the things that give me that little bite of pain I need from time to time and the pleasure that follows.
Sometimes the rainbow shines on a sunny day, when all we want or need to have fun, to get a little rough or a little playful or a little of both. Sometimes the rainbow shines at the end of the day, when we think there's no time left, but eek out a few minutes of quick pleasure for each other. Sometimes the rainbow shines in the middle of the night, when the monsters visit me as I sleep. And sometimes, the rainbow shines on a lazy day off when we have nothing but time to revel in the colors and explore the sensations of each one.
Sometimes the rainbow isn't seen, but felt, as we love each other in the most primitive way, only our bodies to explore, only our hands and mouths and each other, nothing in between, nothing added, nothing taken away. Perhaps the rainbow shines brightest at these times - the magic of needing nothing but each other in the most intimate and vulnerable way shining like a beacon.
I love our rainbow drawer, but I love the rainbows we make without it too.
In case you're wondering, I do have a five-pound weight I use for kegel exercises! that's the thing in the lower right corner of the photo. I have an egg that I hold inside with the weight attached to a string. Lift, lower, lift, hold, repeat. Mr. Robinson wants my vagina to be a superhero when I have our babies, so I weight train it. I agree with him, no incontinence or tearing for me! So yeah, my vagina lifts weights.
Thank you, Marie, for the rainbow prompt. It's one of my favorite natural phenomenons.
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