35: Peter Pan

I still think about the old days. Living in the city.  Same crew I’d known since college. Doing the same old thing we’ve always done.  Warm summer nights on the roof top, passing around a bottle of wine + sharing stories about lives we had never led. Sophia was my best friend, my ride or die.  The only person I’d both impersonate characters in the public streets while in the same evening cry my eyes into her lap. The only one person to really see + understand the full spectrum of my oddities. Welcome to this moment in time in which I pleasure your ears with sweet + sultry nothings. A pause out of your busy lives to reconnect with your wild + erotic. Because sometimes we forget + could use a tantalizing reminder. So close your eyes, Let out a sigh, + come get intoxicated on words with me. Tap into your Inner Sex Kitten + unleash her prowress. Get my FREE audio to guide you to her Then head over to SexLoveYoga.com to go down the rabbit hole of more relationship + sexual expansion. Original Erotic Poetry by Dr Cat Meyer Music by Lena Ozea

“Is that an American Accent?” The voice came across the stone walkway between cafes. I turned to see the face of a beautiful young man smiling back. Blue eyes gleamed with deviant delight. God bless, European men who have the audacity to try their luck with me. “Join me for a glass of wine when you’re finished there,” he said. I took my time flirting with the serving staff while I paid my bill + stepped across to his table. Welcome to this moment in time in which I pleasure your ears with sweet + sultry nothings. A pause out of your busy lives to reconnect with your wild + erotic. Because sometimes we forget + could use a tantalizing reminder. So close your eyes, Let out a sigh, + come get intoxicated on words with me. Tap into your Inner Sex Kitten + unleash her prowress. Get my FREE audio to guide you to her Then head over to SexLoveYoga.com to go down the rabbit hole of more relationship + sexual expansion. Original Erotic Poetry by Dr Cat Meyer Music by Lena Ozea

Her name was Sasha. A name that tasted like raw honey + razor blades. Every Saturday night she came to dance at my bar to do what I fully believed was to weave her black magic through the intimate crowd that gathered.  Capturing their attention, feeding on their unholy desires, + bringing everyone down to their knees. Welcome to this moment in time in which I pleasure your ears with sweet + sultry nothings. A pause out of your busy lives to reconnect with your wild + erotic. Because sometimes we forget + could use a tantalizing reminder. So close your eyes, Let out a sigh, + come get intoxicated on words with me. Tap into your Inner Sex Kitten + unleash her prowress. Get my FREE audio to guide you to her Then head over to SexLoveYoga.com to go down the rabbit hole of more relationship + sexual expansion. Original Erotic Poetry by Dr Cat Meyer Music by Lena Ozea

He was a charmer for sure. A Peter Pan whose boyish good looks + easeful banter were magnetic to anyone who desired to be seen. No one was immune to his allurement. Capturing the attention + affection of his audience with every story laden with wit + excitement. His strong presence to the shares of those he spoke to left every man + woman feeling they were the most important figure in the room. Welcome to this moment in time in which I pleasure your ears with sweet + sultry nothings. A pause out of your busy lives to reconnect with your wild + erotic. Because sometimes we forget + could use a tantalizing reminder. So close your eyes, Let out a sigh, + come get intoxicated on words with me. Tap into your Inner Sex Kitten + unleash her prowress. Get my FREE audio to guide you to her Then head over to SexLoveYoga.com to go down the rabbit hole of more relationship + sexual expansion. Original Erotic Poetry by Dr Cat Meyer Music by Lena Ozea

All night she’s at my side, as my mind is entangled with fantasies of you. The way your body molds to fit mine as we move in perfect rhythm. The catching of your breath as I slide inside you. The fervor + grasping at one another as if we hadn’t eaten in weeks. Welcome to this moment in time in which I pleasure your ears with sweet + sultry nothings. A pause out of your busy lives to reconnect with your wild + erotic. Because sometimes we forget + could use a tantalizing reminder. So close your eyes, Let out a sigh, + come get intoxicated on words with me. Tap into your Inner Sex Kitten + unleash her prowress. Get my FREE audio to guide you to her Then head over to SexLoveYoga.com to go down the rabbit hole of more relationship + sexual expansion. Original Erotic Poetry by Dr Cat Meyer Music by Lena Ozea

I want many lovers. Perhaps I’m the insatiable one. Is it cruel to hold the hearts of these humans?  Only giving them a part of me?  Granted it’s the best part of me.  Or at least my favorite. Welcome to this moment in time in which I pleasure your ears with sweet + sultry nothings. A pause out of your busy lives to reconnect with your wild + erotic. Because sometimes we forget + could use a tantalizing reminder. So close your eyes, Let out a sigh, + come get intoxicated on words with me. Tap into your Inner Sex Kitten + unleash her prowress. Get my FREE audio to guide you to her Then head over to SexLoveYoga.com to go down the rabbit hole of more relationship + sexual expansion. Original Erotic Poetry by Dr Cat Meyer Music by Lena Ozea

She was a fire starter, One of those who’d be charged with arson for lighting a place on fire with a single flutter of her eyes. Tonight, I could hear the flick of the lighter as she teased the flame with her laughter. She called for the night to take a turn for the better with the bottle raised in one hand + a card deck in the other. “Strip edition” she ordered, as she tossed the deck on the table. We all want to do what’s naughty, But no one wants to begin it... Welcome to this moment in time in which I pleasure your ears with sweet + sultry nothings. A pause out of your busy lives to reconnect with your wild + erotic. Because sometimes we forget + could use a tantalizing reminder. So close your eyes, Let out a sigh, + come get intoxicated on words with me. Want to become the Fire starter + ignite the room with your erotic power? Join me for a 6 week deep dive into becoming a sex QUEEN https://sexloveyoga.mykajabi.com/EroticallyUndone Then head over to SexLoveYoga.com to go down the rabbit hole of more relationship + sexual expansion. Original Erotic Poetry by Dr Cat Meyer Music by Lena Ozea

I have a theory you can’t truly know a person, Until you’ve fucked them in bed. Not that you should, because not everyone is someone worth truly knowing. But he, with those baby blue eyes + smile that innocently charmed every man + woman in the room,  Made my heart curious + my pussy abuzz... Welcome to this moment in time in which I pleasure your ears with sweet + sultry nothings. A pause out of your busy lives to reconnect with your wild + erotic. Because sometimes we forget + could use a tantalizing reminder. So close your eyes, Let out a sigh, + come get intoxicated on words with me. Tap into your Inner Sex Kitten + unleash her prowress. Get my FREE audio to guide you to her Leave me a sexy review + I'll give you my personal sex playlist ;) https://bit.ly/3aISNiU  Then head over to SexLoveYoga.com to go down the rabbit hole of more relationship + sexual expansion. Original Erotic Poetry by Dr Cat Meyer Music by Lena Ozea

How much time + distance is appropriate before you connect with a former lover? Depends on your heart’s true mission + strength in restraint. I hadn’t made mine up before there she stood at my door. Her dark curls plastered to her face from the rain, drenched from the unexpected turn of forecast. She apologized for the surprise, but she had just gotten caught in it. Right. She was never very good at lying, It was her left eyebrow that always gave her away. I didn’t give her up, but instead played along. Truthfully, my heart was entertained, eager to see how this story would play out... Welcome to this moment in time in which I pleasure your ears with sweet + sultry nothings. A pause out of your busy lives to reconnect with your wild + erotic. Because sometimes we forget + could use a tantalizing reminder. So close your eyes, Let out a sigh, + come get intoxicated on words with me. Want more? Connect with your body + access your inner sex kitten: https://sexloveyoga.mykajabi.com/skf Then head over to SexLoveYoga.com to go down the rabbit hole of more relationship + sexual expansion. Original Erotic Poetry by Dr Cat Meyer Music by Lena Ozea

James Taylor on vinyl. Half empty wine glass in hand. I danced with abandon, a drunken smile, + two half open eyes My bare feet pranced across the patterns of his living room rug As my voice courageously attempted to sing words that did not match the artist’s own... Welcome to this moment in time in which I pleasure your ears with sweet + sultry nothings. A pause out of your busy lives to reconnect with your wild + erotic. Because sometimes we forget + could use a tantalizing reminder. So close your eyes, Let out a sigh, + come get intoxicated on words with me. Want more? Connect with your body + access your inner sex kitten: https://sexloveyoga.mykajabi.com/skf Then head over to SexLoveYoga.com to go down the rabbit hole of more relationship + sexual expansion. Original Erotic Poetry by Dr Cat Meyer Music by Lena Ozea