Loves Journey I once met a Man that lived in a bottle. No I don't mean he drank, he actually lived in a bottle. Into the darkness she walked unafraid then she saw his face, at that instant their eyes met, the whip dropped from his hand. He was very dark when She met him. His idea of fun would terrify most people that live in the Sun. It was all he had known for a very long time. He had forgotten about the Sun and how the warmth felt on his skin, and the gentle touch of a womans fingers on his cheek. Even how wonderful the small things are, like holding hands. In time he no longer wanted to do crewel things to others. He wanted to hold hands and as they did the love kept them afloat. Together they spiraled upward on currents of Love, ever higher to deep blue sky and out of the darkness. He wanted to leave pain behind, and was a changed man. She could see the black bottle falling away......far below. Together something magical happened, a man was saved from an eternity of darkness & pain, and a woman found Love in facing her fear of darkness. Upon seeing him floating to meet the Sun she started to cry. The Suns rays blinding her sight , and as She wiped away a tear their fingers touched for the last time. In her heart there is a Sun with a promise just for her .............. Always Sent from my iPod

In Your Company Relax and Unwind, You know they say the true test of a relationship is not the "Steamy" factor, Read it slooow........... It's the quiet times,..................Shhhhhh It's just being in the Company of the other.............. Smelling their intoxicating scent in passing.................................sigh Feeling them in the room with such contentment, like a drug................. Mmmm Knowing she watches you from over the top of her book, knowing her thoughts............... Or the Enjoyment of seeing the unmistakable Twinkle in his eye............ From behind her book she smiles idly with her finger held to her lips And even across the room you are left breathless................... heart pounding.................... and feel as one.

Spirit Lover Spirit Lover I feel the love surrounding me each morning and night. I feel it caressing me as we speak, Unseen hands on my thighs, I shiver at the thought of you. I feel the heated passion on my breath coming from my depth. The silkiness of my long hair down my back and breast, and I feel you so close, I know you are here............and I long to be Touched by you.

To Be A Kid Again Do you have a favourite little store, or boutique? I do it's in Carmel Ca. As you walk in you leave the real world behind & enter a creek bed. There are trees everywhere, birds singing, hedgehogs having a tea party in the woods, tiny lights twinkling all around. All the items are hand made & just Exquisite! Flying mice made from wire overhead so expertly done you find yourself marvelling at little mouse toes. Hand made puzzles cut on a Band saw, mama ducks teaching babies to swim Hand painted, cut out, fitting into a lake of blue water from a single piece of wood. Inlaid puzzle Boxes so fun to play with, from exotic woods. Finger puppets of all types that must be tried on All while you walk the enchanting isles of the creek bed. Little wrens from outside fly in because it's such a magical place. It's nice to be a kid again even if for just a few minutes.

White Demon I woke in the dark, the dream still haunting me pulling me in. I know he is real in another realm, the place of dreams. It's always the same, it's always him. He looks like a rock star. He commands other men that do what he says with only a look from him. I don't know who he is. Long blond curled hair, a white man, slender, twenties. He wears pale blue worn out jeans with holes in the knee and at his inner thigh crease, so if he's aroused you can see him thru the hole, which seems to be the idea. Blue eyes, control & confidence. He always comes to show me things always sexual things. He wants me to watch what they are doing, in bright sunlight in public. But I want to go over the bridge, no! he says. So seductive this blond man. I tell him he "dresses in poor taste" he answers " yes but you like it" I don't like that he knows what I'm thinking. Note: he has come to me off and on most of my adult #life. I always smile to think about those jeans. white Demon where is your selfish kiss