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Unsettled
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Posted:Jul 20, 2016 6:57 pm
Last Updated:Sep 5, 2016 8:23 am
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A restless need rolls through me. A tempest that quietly brews, softly edging closer
to the chaotic release.
Wind rushing over my skin, its fingers tangling in my hair, rain sluicing down, sliding over bare skin.
This need to be free, be whole, be truly authentically me
to be seen
Here I am
Right here
This passion to live, throw caution against the face of fear and charge through both
like the swift cut of the knife, the brightly burning flame
And yet, here I stand
anchored
chained
longing without reaching
aching without trying
coward
stand up and
move.
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Things to know...
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Posted:Apr 24, 2016 1:13 pm
Last Updated:May 2, 2016 8:39 pm
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Ranting is not my thing but several situations keep arising and so I feel the need to state clearly the following:
*I'm not looking for a one night stand.
*I'm not interested in getting involved with a couple.
*I will not be involved with a married man. Period. End of story. I've heard the
arguments. My choice. Respect it.
*I meet in a public place if I decide to meet you.
*You are not the exception to the rule.
*Be honest.
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A Wounded Deer...
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Posted:Feb 27, 2016 12:17 pm
Last Updated:Jul 20, 2016 6:47 pm
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by Emily Dickinson (1830 – 1886)
A wounded deer leaps highest,
I’ve heard the hunter tell;
‘Tis but the ecstasy of death,
And then the brake is still.
The smitten rock that gushes,
The trampled steel that springs:
A cheek is always redder
Just where the hectic stings!
Mirth is mail of anguish,
In which its cautious arm
Lest anybody spy the blood
And, “you’re hurt” exclaim
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Feeling Hot
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Posted:Jan 15, 2016 6:24 pm
Last Updated:Sep 5, 2016 8:24 am
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It had been an extremely long day, compounded by an even longer week. She returned to her empty house and went about her evening routine but found tonight she couldn't settle, couldn't relax. With a sigh, she reached for the phone, dialed a number that was quickly answered.
"Be here in ten or don't bother" She hung up.
Eight minutes later a knock sounded. She opened the door and was immediately scooped up, her breasts pressed against the impressive width of the chest in front of her as her legs wrapped about his waist. The kiss was ravenous, edging scary with the force of desire. She welcomed it, opened to it, and fed him more...
Her night had just improved.
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