I want to cover you with love when next I see you, with caresses, with ecstasy! I want to gorge you with all the joys of the moment, so you faint with shallow breath! I want you to be amazed and to confess that you had never dreamed of such transports! I want you to…
Author: jy195
Cravings
I crave so much more Than a physical connection I crave who you are Where you came from Your desires and fears I crave to know you Beyond the surface of lust
Kisses like caffeine
I want A man who says, “How was your day?” and it sounds like “I’ve thought of you constantly.” A man who kisses the wounds left over from the fires I’ve put out. A man who beats me to the coffeemaker, but gives me the first cup. A man who knows just where to kiss…
Being of service
As many of you heard, from all the caring texts I received this morning, there was a shooting in one of the suburbs of Wausau which led to the deaths of at least 4 humans. We were in the middle of it and my hospital was on lockdown; we are all fine and were never…
Luck or Diligence
Our lives are an exercise in facing challenges. We dream the grandest of dreams as youngsters only to discover that we must cultivate copious inner strength and determination in order to meet our goals. Our hard work does not always yield the results we expect. And it is when we find ourselves frustrated by the…
The path of our souls
It seems that we often confuse amazing and easy. We run from chaos and then wonder why mediocrity bores us—yet, in terms of love, meeting our souls desire will ruin us from the outside in so that we can begin fulfilling our soul’s contract. In this life, we all start off on the path that…
The real betrayal is forgetting yourself
Polonius counseled Hamlet, “To thine own self be true.“ How many times have we heard that in our lives? “Oh, just be yourself,” “You do you,” etc… How many times have we betrayed ourselves out of fear, or loss, or rejection? Yet we do it every day, and it is done to us every day….
Content
Melt with me between the sheets of our love, our thoughts, our flesh, Touch me between states of consciousness, of arousal before awareness, Reject the daylight in sleepy caresses and drift In a state of not knowing where you stop and I begin