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Your Queen

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Your Queen
You long for the woman you have created in your fantasies. 
You long for the smell of her flesh upon yours. 
You long for the moment where you no longer need to 
be the lone king of your empire. 
You long for her to take her seat along side you as your Queen.

She is a simple woman with a love to stop an army. 
She is a simple woman whom has captivated your thoughts 
over and over. 
She is a simple woman who is not impressed by the glitz and glamour  
of your life nor lusts for it. 
She is the simple woman who has seen your truth and it cripples you.

You run away from the only woman who makes you shake.
You run away from the woman whom will provide you the life you state you desire. 
You run away from a simplicity that she will bring to your life. 
You run away from the one woman that has you walking in circles, 
never showing when you insist you will, 
never being able to stand in front of her without crumbling to your knees. 

She is the woman whom controls your heart strings.
She is the woman whom makes you quiver with lust, with love, with safety, 
with power, with an urgency to protect her.
She is the woman unimpressed by your successes, your power and your empire.  
She is the woman who remains the mystery you are fearful of solving 
and acknowledging out loud. 
She is the woman you want to make your queen and it scares you to the core, 
rattles you in ways not even the strongest soldiers have been able to conquer. 

Your empire craves for her to claim her crown. 
Your empire needs a queen to take the reigns as you fight to conquer. 
Your empire is not her concern. 
Your empire is just that, yours. 

She is not yours and it drives you mad as it has driven so many others. 
She belongs to no one nor will she ever. 
She is the force that cannot be reckoned with, even in her silence 
she makes cities crumble. 
She will always cripple the men that long for her as you do, her power will 
consume your very core. 
She will always be the Queen for your empire but she will never 
choose you for you have proven repeatedly you are not ready for her. 

You will remain weakened, crippled and defenseless against her, 
you will always be captivated by her essence without even a touch. 
She will always be your Queen.


Coming to a close

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Coming to a close
My heart misses you
My lips miss your tender kisses that make my heart flutter like a 
school girl
My arms miss the way you feel in them when I hold you close
My hands miss the way your beard feels when I lightly touch 
your face & get lost in your eyes
My ears miss the way your heartbeat sounds when I lay my head against 
your chest

As I lay down and think of our time I smile
As you lay down at night, what do you think of my love?

Do you remember how I feel as we lay together?
Do you wish me to be there?
Do you wonder if I am thinking of you?

I do wonder all those things and so much more
I wonder what it would be like to wake up to you every morning
I wonder what it would be like to cook dinner & laugh together as the music 
plays in the background
I wonder what it would be to feel you curl up next to me on a cold winter's night 
while watching a scary movie
I wonder what it would be like to be held as you reassure me that it will all get 
better or I hold you as you let your guard down and find refuge in my arms

I miss you my love, I know you have not left yet but the time is near
I can smell the beginning of the end and it saddens me my love
Do you feel it too?  Am I alone on this?  Do you want to stay or go?

Does it have to come to a close so soon?
Can we try our best? Are we doing our best? What is our best? 
Are you in this as much as I am? 
Do you want to go my love?

Please stay just a little longer


You knew as I now know

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You knew as I now know
You came as a surprise
You woke me from my slumber
You took my heart and shook it so
You came to do a job but I knew that I would fall for you

You knew that I was guarded and unsure
You knew that your heart wasn't ready for me but I knew it was 
You knew I was yearning to be touched in every way
You knew in those first moments you had to make me yours 

I knew you would bring me to myself again
I knew I needed to be reminded of what others saw when they looked in my eyes
I knew that your hunger for my flesh was the beast I needed to break those chains
I knew you had welcomed the challenge

You knew I was something you could not attain without a true agenda
You knew this would be short lived
You knew that you would pull away the moment you felt your heart open
You knew it when it was to late 

I knew I wouldn't run from love
I knew I would be frightened but not deterred 
I knew I wanted more but you are not the more

You know I love you and will offer all you have never known
You know I am a mystery that feels like home
You know your nights are restless until I am in your arms
You now know what it is like to call someone "home"

I know I love you
I know I want you
I know I will always hold a place for you in my heart but
I know I will soon have to walk away

You know what is to come of us
You know you will miss me and I will you
 
I know it will not be easy but I must go


 

I melted..

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I melted..

I melted

From the moment you smiled at me

I melted.

I knew this was different

Not sure for how long

But different

Once I felt you

No, not you physically

Once I felt your energy near me

Caressing me

I melted

Your kiss

Oh baby your kiss

It brought me home

It was the lips I’ve kissed

I’ve kissed you a thousand times

You pulled me in

Right into your arms

It felt like home

I melted

Oh baby but this was

It will always be

The first moment our lips met

I melted

I never knew I was so hungry

Starving for your kiss

Your lips

Devoured me completely

You pulled me in

We danced with our tongues

I learned how to tango that day

A dance I’ve never tried

Your tongue guiding me with each effortless movement

I melted

My mind spins

It climbs up so high

Then leaps to a spiraling dive

Dance with my breath

Dance with my tongue

I melted

For you

For me

I melted

Miss you

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Miss you

I miss you, I miss your face, I miss the way you looked at me with adoring eyes

I miss the way you caused me to have butterflies in my belly every time you were close

I miss the way you would caress my cheek so gently before you kissed me

I miss the way it felt to be in your arms

I miss the way you held my breast when you drove

Do you miss me because I miss you

I miss us

I miss the laughs

I miss the hugs

I miss the way my body ached for you

I miss the way we wanted to be but only had stolen moments

I miss listening to your heartbeat after making love

I miss your eyes, the way they used to look at me

Could you ever look at me again that way?

Could you ever miss me the way I miss you?

Could you love me the way I loved you?

I miss hearing your voice

I miss being the one you thought of every morning and every night

I miss you more than you will ever know

I miss you!

 

 She yearns for more

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 She yearns for more

Her body trembled from the thoughts of his energy flooding her space, his smile melting her heart & his lips lightly grazing against the nape of her neck. She wanted to touch him, to say his name, oh how she ached for him. Her body screams in silence. His eyes are fierce, intrusive but oh so safe. The fever that overcomes each time she thinks of him drives her to the edge of ecstasy. He will never know how she slowly comes to her cliff that is him, the moment she could taste him in the air she jumps. His name in her heart, his taste on her tongue & his voice whispering to her heart. “No more please no more” she pleads but she means none of it. Her thirst cannot be quenched so easily. She needs more, she craves more, she aches for more. More of him, oh his sweet smell lingers all around her, she knows he is near but yet he is unattainable. He wants her but fears her. He has not craved the intensity she brings to his being. She doesn’t know he looks for excuses to stay away, she only knows that he holds back. He tries not to allow himself to crave her wild woman ways, oh her sex is his deepest desire, his deepest need, she smells of uncertainty, she smells unworldly but he ponders how that may be. How can a woman be all the things he needs & desires? How can she be real? What is wrong with her? If she only knew how she has become his enigma. If she only knew his hesitation is due to her eloquent, animalistic, nurturing, loving ways & her lack of sexual inhibitions. She pushes him just enough to keep him wondering but not enough to have him run away.  She is longing for him, needing his touch, desiring those piercing eyes that strip her of all she knows and leaves her naked and alive. The vulnerability that has come from this is exquisite blissful freedom. She is free. She is the wild woman she has suppressed for so long. “Go be free my precious” is the whisper she hears from the rapture of his breath. “Let go my love & I will not let you fall,” the whisper continues. Neither one has accepted that their souls are back home. They have been lost for so long, going from one lover to another. He showed up with a familiarity that brought her fear & comfort. Her world flipped in a way that she remains bewildered. She contemplated why wasn’t this like every other encounter. They do not know where this will end but she knows it will come to a peak that will change the game. He disappears so much that it is unnerving and confusing, what should she think? Are there others? Is there another life she should know about? He doesn’t know her at all, he never asks anything of her or about her. Is this all in her head or is there something here?

Confused Love

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Confused Love

I never planned on loving you, I never planned on knowing more than that brief moment we shared months ago.  You had no plan on loving me either and now this man I saw so strong and sure of himself is confused, retracted back in his shell trying to sort through the emotions he wanted to never feel again. Here this beautiful, fragile and loving man crouches in the corner, hoping that I do not see the love and fear in his eyes but you see my love all I want to do is hold you and let you know that you are safe.  I am not here to hurt you, judge you, point out your flaws because my love I am a perfectly imperfect woman with all kinds of scars that have so many stories to tell.  I want to hold you because I know that in our silence so much is being said, so many worries fall away, so many boundaries are broken but most of all it feels like home.  You have no idea how I was the one looking for the solid foundation to stand on when it came to my emotions for you.  You have no idea how I flip-flopped on a daily basis to walk away and leave you alone or stay and be around someone who knew how to make me feel safe with just his presence.  You stirred up so many emotions ranging from good, bad, old and new within me and I thank you for that.  You have allowed me to be completely vulnerable and open without judging me. I know I can be shut off at times but it’s a defense that I have created over time but you some how were able to chip away at those walls, you let me feel more comfortable in my feminine and always feeling beautiful and sexy at the same time but yet you weren’t willing to work on your own walls. You seem to struggle with the idea that I would see all your cracks and scarred pieces.  The funny thing about that is you let me into your soul so long ago and I saw all of those cracks and scarred pieces and when I saw them all I saw a beautiful soul with a guarded human housing him. I saw a soul that was familiar and he welcomed me in so far deep into his realm that it was hard to come back to self.  I was never afraid of those beautiful trips you would take me on, letting me gaze into those dark and lonely corners through your piercing eyes. Oh your eyes are erotically mesmerizing to me, so deep, so open and yet only wiling to let most see the shallow end of them.  I want to kiss each and every inch of your darkness with my lips filled with love and light, fill it with my warm breath and pour my light that overflows from my being to help you maneuver through your rivers.  I want you to know that I am not here to tell you how to do things, when to do them or where, I am here to love you and be the one to stand by your side, reminding you that you aren’t alone in this crazy world.  That what I ask for is the same that I will give and that is love. Love to reach all your spaces and cracks, love that will push your light right through those cracks and make you shine, help you blind the world with your light, show you that you are a beautiful man who deserves to be loved because you are flawed and you still have a beating heart that wants so much more than to just sustain you.  We may not be the “forever after” that is spoken about in fairy tales but we are definitely the ones to heal the other with our hearts, with are chatty silence, with our dancing souls that could burn a building down with its intensity.  So my words to you are, “I love you and I will never be sorry for that my beautiful scarred man. I thank you for showing me how beautiful I am through your eyes and showing me how to love again after being guarded for so long.”

xoxo

So far so good…

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Happy Thursday!!

 

This whole dating thing can be a bit overwhelming and discouraging at times but I have actually met someone who has been fun and considerate thus far, I will stay optimistic.  I knew there were still good men out there because there a good women who will appreciate them as much as they will her.  I hear ladies speak of how there are no good men, that for sure is not the truth.  There are the good ones and then there are the “other” ones.  We have all had our ups and downs in relationships and some of us come out more scarred than others or we bring along the remnants of an old relationship into a new one(we need to leave all that crap behind), and sometimes we are distressed and empty so, we do not allow ourselves to heal before we end up in another relationship.  There are numerous other reasons why someone continues to hold onto the past hurt, anger and other emotions which causes only for ourselves to suffer longer and hurt others whether intentional or not.  I know personally I experienced an emotional roller coaster at the end of my last relationship, I loved him dearly and it broke my heart when it came to an end.  I am grateful for taking time for me to grieve, to heal and to love me again for who I have become, even though some felt it was too long.  Some felt I just needed to sleep with someone or someones and that would help but I knew in my heart that was not the case.  I didn’t want to deal with someone else’s energies or nonsense when I knew my stuff was in disarray and needed some good old fashion TLC.  After my marriage had fallen apart and I realized that my once husband was my best friend and would only ever be that.  I went and I did my thing and enjoyed the single life in a very carefree way.  I partied, I dated and all the other good stuff in between.  I knew at this stage of my life that was not the way for me to go again.  The idea of someone heavy breathing on me, sweat dripping off of them and then the possibility of a cuddle after made me queasy.  All I wanted was to be with myself and my stuff.

So back to this guy who has been adding a pep to my step these last few days.  It’s been refreshing and I feel like a schoolgirl with a new cute guy in school.  The playfulness that comes with someone who you do not mind around is a huge deal especially as we get older.  I have no time or energy to waste on people or things that drag me down and/or want to hold me back.   The rush of a new adventure with someone who can make you laugh and smile just with the smallest of gestures or being able to respond to my wit so quickly.  It makes it fun conversation and plenty of belly laughs.  I’m not saying this guy is the “one” but it is nice to have some fun with someone who lets you be yourself with no pressure and vice versa.  It also is great when someone looks at you with a flirtatious smile and says sweet nothings not like the fool who passed me a condom across the table like a drug deal and then would not  understand why I said, “No Thanks”.  We had only just met and were half way through our drink when he did his “smooth” move.  Of course as he did it all I could say was, “What are you doing passing me a bag of weed or something?”  This guy was a 47 year old teacher with a way with words but in person failed tremendously.  Even if I was a prostitute that move wouldn’t have been appropriate. Some people are just delusional.

I will continue to get to know my new friend and we will see where this will lead and if nothing else I was able to meet a nice guy who appreciated a good laugh and some fun times.

So as always my friends lets give our golden smile away and spread the sunshine!! 🙂