talk to me

Would you like to talk Tantra?
How about polyamory?
no. 3 he gazed at me
with starry eyes
i'm sold
now i am not smoking
my energies run wild
my woman power
i do not know
it feels as
love is bubbling over

smoke screen

I would just love a smoke right now
to avoid temptation
i will throw up a smoke screen
in my head
I will do some regression therapy
and fantasize about my lover
long long ago, but memories
sweet like honey on my lips
my lips my lips they long to suck
that.... :)
It's all so funny really
how my smoking coincided with falling in love
and really had nothing to do with it
just a feeling of Euphoria
i could now do anything
and what befell on me?
cigarettes and lovers
-
talking smoke screens
we had the perfect alibi
smoke just hang around that day
(one day, when everyone involved has overcome
and all is long forgotten
i do like to tell the truth in details
sweet sweet secret memories
i can go without a cigarette
but not without my memories)
I know this maybe ain't the place to blabber anything
but you the reader might already have lost interest anyway
so i will carry on
it's just for some excitement
trying to deal with the withdrawal
what i will say; we did fall in love
(as i always say, he in lust
he would never call it love
well he did, he had a few slips fall of his sweet lips
he did promise me the rosegarden ,strawberry fields forever and my place in heaven but lets not dwell on that, i overcame that)
now i just want to tell how we did fall in love
yes, over the Internet :) why not?
somehow the Universe conspired, and without us planning
we met
we, he and i
love the story of it all
how it had to be
how we could not
otherwise
maybe this lover thing while married, maybe it is no good, maybe maybe maybe
it was all in Love!
no lungs were tarred
just breathing deeply
air with angel music
a whiff of salt
sweet sweet fragrances
can i? here now
still smell your body......
oh yazzzzzz i can :) :) :)
i tell you the Universe conspired
the alibi abominable
no i will not tell
not yet
would you, the reader who's still reading this, tell?
would you feel proud of something that was just...
-
my only excuse
it was Love
and Love.....
sweet words soft kisses endless touching on and on and on
nothing nothing nothing can be wrong with that

different

everything is different
today i read and play:)
I watch your hand
which made me scream and beg
that hand
that goddarn gorgeous hand
today is different
:) you know what
it almost feels the same
how i cried for you
that deep despair
now that i stopped smoking
i scream in agony for that first puff of the day
but here i am
i do not lift my hand to reach that cigarette
i play instead :)
if you only knew
the fuddle that i am
Oh, you knew?
i guess i show you everyday

happily ever after

or a shadow carved in her skin
every morning now, the queen enters the garden, baths in the spring, the fairies dress her with flower petals and spiderwebs. a ruby-crowned kinglet perches her shoulder. every morning she goes back in the castle and lifts the veil of the bird cage. She gently carries it out gently and hangs it up on the limb of a cherry tree. the bird inside is singing as soon as the fragrance of the garden washes over him, the fairies play around his cage, the spray of the spring refreshes his face. every morning the queen unlocks the little latch and opens the cage.

till the end of days

from dawn till eternity all over this vast and wide land his beautiful songs are heard. a sweet melody tinkling far of in the crevices of my heart

singing love songs

There is this bird

he loves to flirt

he makes women find their wings

once they fly above the clouds

beckoning him

he stops and shrieks,

"i'm kept inside a cage!"

~

please, please

don't stop singing

think of all the women you set free

one day your lust turns love

maybe that's the key

FRIDAY FLASH 55click here

bear body

My body will be hanging on someones wall in the States.

I am so happy about that, haha.

I feel as happy as when i was in love, you know, that time last year, that i didn't really tell you much about.

Of course here in the Internet my body does appear in your living room, i realize that.

So maybe it is because now someone payed for.

Well that is not really it either, although i can imagine that some women are very happy, when they get payed for their body.

And actually it's not the first time i get payed in this way.

It's just that, it is the first time one of my bigger paintings sold. The day i met this bear, i laid down in the grass, to use myself as the model, for the painting i envisioned.

It is always very thrilling to see a bear.

Today to have my art sold from an actual gallery, by people i never met, that also gives me a thrill!

Maybe it's just a little thing, but for me it's big,

~Big as a Bear~

an encounter

filled with delight

kisses and such

just showing you the deck Don built

that man of mine
he ain't perfect by any means

there's days when i wonder

but he kisses me

holds me when i cry

you know, just last week

remember when i was sad

he tickled me

first gently

wilder deeper

i laughed so hard i shrieked

healed for the moment

this man of mine

he is it that is here

gives me a full body massage

when i am not into sex so much

coming home every night

sleeping beside me

touching lightly

this old grump

he too has hurt me

but always

almost always:)

he is there for me