secret cove

no words are needed

when everything is right

my mind is quiet

when my vagina speaks

nobody home

What do you do
when no one's home
when you're naked
your collared and you try to quit smoking






















you take a lover




and once a week
























you order two days of bliss
























let me tell you about last week's



















At 5 am i get up
6 am i drive to town
7 am i sit with my most wonderful women's group in quiet meditation
8.30 3 hours of money making, a job
i drop of recycling, run an odd errand and make some changes to a certain document
noon drive out to Carcross to meet an old friend
again all sorts of errands, hers, and we get to eat ice cream and chat on the beach
2 pm drive in blue skies and white snow over the mountain pass
3 pm we make love
4 pm we sail out of the harbor into the blue
5 pm under sail we make love
6 pm eating out; chai
7 pm a drive around to decide were we take pictures for this photo shoot
8 pm the order forgotten the feelings not; we make love, we play in the wood heated cedar hot tub, we dance and we laugh, was there red wine?, and yes he does tie me up, where i hang from the ceiling in bliss :)
and at some point we sleep
we sleep tightly entangled all night
when he wakes for a bit he kisses me
when i wake up for a bit i wonder how we can actually sleep pressed into each other so tight
6 am we make love and we rise
7 am photo shoot (note the bags under my eyes :)
8 am more of the same, the thing we love most
9 am i have to drive off
back to my town where i do work for 5 hours today
groceries and gas
ahhh and at 6 pm i get to go home.....
i fall in my bed,
and i am home.....
it's all part of my life that i love

because people do still read me here, thanks

the snow,
soft patches here and there
left over from a world all white
the hill now bare
purple crocuses
blooming out of nowhere
the weather mild today
suddenly and short
hail falls from the sky
the grouse are drumming
the birds are singing
and i ?
i slowly do undress
carefully put my feet
into the icy water
the glory of such moment
to do the things
you would not do
if that white had purpose in it self
the purple just to brighten up the hill
if hail can't fall so softly
the birds will always sing !
as long as we will do our thing !

ice dancing

just to let you know
i am almost floating
dancing through my life

40 below

don't read this when you're tenderhearted
and can't handle 40 below

my husband still gives me the best sex ever
i know my boyfriends might not like this post
but when you wake up
and it is still close to 40 below
and you feel freezing
and it's one of these mornings
when the world might come to an end
and you don't know what you want
and your husbands always forgives you
because he is ruled by his penis
and your centre is your clit

sooooo
when i was sitting here at the computer
and he strokes my shoulder with his hard on
i say, oh well rub me hard
because i am cold inside and out
and that's what he does
and the blankets piled high
and i feel better already
and he does much more

you know when this time he would have had me tied down
i would have surely come either that or died
my safeword can just be, no
because i know when fighting to get loose from his grip
i can scream:), please
please go on

ahhhhhhhhhhh:)

the things good sex will do to my mood

it's the high heels
that make me feel
this ain't me
more accustomed
to be naked
i like my leather skirt
and will start dreaming
let's start:
i apply
for this worldly job
at naughtystep&co
later yet
financially affluent
living on the top floor
looking down
on my own boss
ahhhh it's a just dream
and really it ain't me

i dream

to live in a silver bay, with golden rays of sunshine, the spray of the waves, the salt on my skin
to be tired from love making, the wind blowing my hair, the warmth of his body
laughter surrounding me, the porpoises jumping in front of the boat
talking for hours on end, listening to screeching sea birds and him

to live in endless desert, eating the juicy red fruits of the cactus,
licking his chin
the heat of the sun warming me, open skies for ever and on
mountains upside down from the ones i came to know
my legs scratched from the rocks we climb, my hand being held by his

to live in understanding the other, the joy of knowing eachother
conversations that build on, to relish in touching, to kiss you in between
all those things that make me know i am exactly were i always wanted to be
to feel blessed as one can be

the waves they come and go
i am with you
i am with him
and sometimes alone
i am always within
my heart sings with joy
i dance even when i do not

maybe that is my dream......