I love my mundane existence
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Refinished the buffet table, at least partly. Still need to put the glossy stuff on, but it has to dry and have some buffing...
My daughter is home with me now, and it is such a relief... i miss her so when she is gone... but it is ok, she will separate more naturally on her own as she continues to grow into the most extraordinary girl... and beyond that womanhood.
I sit here dripping in the cool fan.
Dripping sweat from my work so far today, but the lawn beckons, cough cough says the cantankerous mower. Finally, pulling for minutes it will sputter to life and begin its weekly chore.
Trying to keep the upper lip stiff as yet another week goes by with my bed my heart empty of that most tender treat of love and longing and desire
i have a fire burning and nowhere to release that heat
it scorches my sensibilities causing me to stumble and fall
i am such a fallen angel
but the descent thru the clouds was ecstasy and sweaty flames
the morning might bring ashes in my mouth
but the burn was so bright
and just one night is all you have at a time anyway
maybe for some, one night is enough
just a sweet kiss repeated and again repeated
i wish some man would just pick me and say ok
you're mine now and that's that...
and he would help me to feel chosen
to be truly wanted
love is a strange creature
wearing many colors
textures and rhythms
coming on the rumbling sound of a voice talking to someone
deep masculine voice
whispering in my ear
such nasty delights and forceful power
pulsing at the intersection
Doesn't anyone else speak the language of love - skin to skin - heartbeat to hearbeat - breath to shuddering moaning breath
take me please oh tender man who will treat me and mine right
the loneliness eats up my moral strength
i am no good at waiting
What i really mean to say, is my life is actually quite wonderful right now, at this moment... there is love and comfort and some contentments here... just ventilating on what is missing... but what is here is magnificent
My daughter is home with me now, and it is such a relief... i miss her so when she is gone... but it is ok, she will separate more naturally on her own as she continues to grow into the most extraordinary girl... and beyond that womanhood.
I sit here dripping in the cool fan.
Dripping sweat from my work so far today, but the lawn beckons, cough cough says the cantankerous mower. Finally, pulling for minutes it will sputter to life and begin its weekly chore.
Trying to keep the upper lip stiff as yet another week goes by with my bed my heart empty of that most tender treat of love and longing and desire
i have a fire burning and nowhere to release that heat
it scorches my sensibilities causing me to stumble and fall
i am such a fallen angel
but the descent thru the clouds was ecstasy and sweaty flames
the morning might bring ashes in my mouth
but the burn was so bright
and just one night is all you have at a time anyway
maybe for some, one night is enough
just a sweet kiss repeated and again repeated
i wish some man would just pick me and say ok
you're mine now and that's that...
and he would help me to feel chosen
to be truly wanted
love is a strange creature
wearing many colors
textures and rhythms
coming on the rumbling sound of a voice talking to someone
deep masculine voice
whispering in my ear
such nasty delights and forceful power
pulsing at the intersection
Doesn't anyone else speak the language of love - skin to skin - heartbeat to hearbeat - breath to shuddering moaning breath
take me please oh tender man who will treat me and mine right
the loneliness eats up my moral strength
i am no good at waiting
What i really mean to say, is my life is actually quite wonderful right now, at this moment... there is love and comfort and some contentments here... just ventilating on what is missing... but what is here is magnificent