Sweet Ravenous Unrest - Lady Ravansys

Sweet Ravenous Unrest; What a Lady Wants

written thinking of Lady Ravanys’ words about begging

I know you might cringe at my title. This is a difficult subject and I really don’t have adequate experience to speak with any credibility in this regard. So know up front that if you find yourself shooting holes in my words that I am nodding along with you.

The poet John Keats came to adore his lady, Fanny Brawne. yet she both confused and exasperated him. He wrote a lovely poem for her called “Bright Star” In the poem he wrote of their love being eternal, imagining himself…”awake forever in sweet unrest,.” A state of steadfast splendor “hung aloft” in the stars but a state, nevertheless, of unrest.

Their love was never burdened by wedding bells, gray hairs, or intercourse. Though they quivered with desire for one another, they kept a distance and never consummated their relationship. He was too much a servant of love and she a proper Lady. Just a few years after they met he died (at age 25) and she walked the moors alone her heart torn with grief.

So I want to tell you, as much as I struggle to, resolve to embrace unrest. This great poet did. He knew it was love’s requirement, the essence of it’s duration. Your perfect and necessary comportment are what you must offer a lady. She absolutely expects it. But don’t error in thinking these perfect offerings will ever win her heart. If you serve and address her properly she will respect and appreciate you but she will not cry for you, and she will never be moved to call you hers.

You must show her the flaw in your symmetry, the crack in your heart, your pained yearnings, your generous confusion, and unguarded words. She will listen for those. If you are lucky she might take the time to beat them out of you. Or take you to the edge of release only to stifle your pleasure. She might turn her back to you. ignore you, or shoo your greedy hands away from her delicate skin (just when you thought she was opening herself). But she will be listening closely for your response.

When you see a Lady standing righteous guard over a boy, you can be sure he opened his chest and gave her the reins to his most ravenous desires. She knows his hunger. And he has said to her, in one way or another, “I will take my nourishment from you, my Lady.” And what he says is true, he does.

So should you hear a Lady criticize you directly, then count your blessings. That’s when you know that she’s heard something in you, that fortune has smiled upon you, at least for the day and that she is on the side of your desire, your fondest hopes. So take her sharp words as a small gift. Think of her saying to you, “I might choose you, let’s see how you do with this unrest.”