Long for my hearts home

I see you in my dreams
A torturous wish to never wake up
Memorizing every line on your face
Gentlest curve of your lips
The beauty in your eyes.
Makes me feel alone
knowing you’re not here
Crushing pain in my chest
Only you can cure
I can only imagine how you sound
Telling me all the things I need to hear
When the darkness comes
Like a wave crashing into the rocks
A Hunger to taste you
Heats my core like a bushfire
I want to feed on your soul
By feasting on your flesh
Tasting the salt in your sweat
Only makes me thirst for more
Your touch glides across my skin
Leaving fire in its wake
Turning me on
one touch
one taste
one breath at a time.
The fire builds till the urge is overpowered
To crawl as deep inside your heart
Begging with my kisses
To not let go
To please stay
To be my home
And then I wake to hell without you
I’m not strong enough anymore
To live without the peace of your love. Please Find me before my fire dies completely

Love has many Yogas ….. #ISG

The touching of two bodies;

the locking of groins;

drawing apart in separation;

the quieting of the violent breath;

The still release from body and mind. . .

The wise know that physical pleasure is not the sole end of lovemaking.

It can be like music, stirring the emotions,

quickening the senses,dissolving thought into rhythm, until only rhythm exists.

On and On it flows as hearts thud faster;

limbs tremble in the beat of drums that double in pace and double again

until that music itself breaks into

one

long

holy

note

of Silence.

I think Passion means… #ISG

I think Passion is the essence of the soul, caressing the mind, touching the heart, to feel passion, is to feel life, there is nothing like it, it creeps forward, no control, the body responds, there are no rules, just feel.

To share that connection to each other’s passions & keeping those memories close…. how beautiful is that for your soul?

Paradise

aching, throbbing, wanting.
craving, needing, thirsting,
hungering for You.
paining, panging, longing.
every inch of My body is on high.
senses heightened.
Your every touch,
a magic, sparkly light
courses through My veins.
every kiss Our souls mingle.
the more I get of You
the more I want of You.
there is nothing like the feeling
of You inside of Me
where We become one.
thunder comes rolling from far away
at first.
the storm brews,
the heat is unbearable,
to be quenched only by the rain You bring.
there is no calm before this storm.
it comes fast and furious.
the thunder roars,
the winds blow hard.
the seas are rocky,
waves of pleasure wash over Us.
caught in the swirling sea
of a pleasure pinnacle.
climbing, dancing, floating.
jumping straight off the edge.
spiralling, falling
into a sea of wonderment.

Paradise.

Find Me….

My heart soars, for one day I know you will find me;
The one person that makes my life stronger.
When we meet, we will know
But it will be in our differences that we will find our journey.
For I have nothing to give but who I am,
All of my love, my soul, my loyalty, my honor are waiting for you
You will inspire me to strive to be the very best that I can be.
Our lives will be an expedition to adhere together.
We will connect like no other
The moments of passion will transcend our bond.
Sharing our paths and accepting each other’s eccentricities.
Feeling our way through each day,
Life’s hurdles and trails will become easier with you.
Finding peace in each other’s arms
Taking a lifetime to complete this challenge
I harbor this all for soul mate
Waiting sanguinely for my prince, my hero.
Fate will show us the path to find each other.
Till then, I will know you are my life’s reward

MY BUCKET LIST

MY BUCKET LIST….(started 5/14/2006)
1. Make Love under a Waterfall
2. Have a New Years Eve Kiss overlooking the City
3. Eat at Harry’s in Italy
4. Visit FLW’s Falling Water Home
5. Go to Scotland!! Tour castles!!!
6. See the Kelpies in Scotland
7. See the Shelly Memorial at Oxford Univ.
8. Slide down the waterfalls of
Erawan Waterfall Kanchanaburi Thailand. The 4th floor of Erawan waterfall call Oke Nang Phee Sue.
9. Go to The Writers’ Museum in Edinburgh
10. Go Sailing/Speedboat
11. Ride a Snowmobile
12. Horseback riding in the Highlands of Scotland
13. Ride a Jet ski (DO AGAIN!!!)
14. Go camping and fishing in CT in the fall
15. Find my birth Father
16. Meet & Bake for CLM – Play a game of Pool!
17. Glassblowing
18. See the Lingsberg Runestones in Uppland Sweden
19. Find Love again
20. Drive a 1967 SHELBY Mustang
21. Visit Rosslyn church in Scotland
22. Visit NYC & eat in a restaurant overlooking the city
23. Go hiking in the french alps
24. Wear a beautiful gown at a Charity Dinner
25. Sit in a little Cafe in Paris
26. Go to Glastonbury and the Avalon Abbey
27. Open my own Club/Rest. Called the Raven
28. Drive in a convertible
29. Go to West End Festival in Glasgow
30. Go to Miami then drive down Hwy A1A through the coastline to the Keys
31. Build my dream home
32. Go to village of Eguisheim in Alsace in France
33. Tour the Chateau de Tennessus & Chateau de Brissac in France
34. See the Russian Ballet
35. Make love in the Greek isles
36. Holiday in Mauritius
37. Go to a West End Theatre in London.
38. Go visit Amsterdam
39. Learn French and Italian
40. Having someone to spend all day in bed just worshiping each other
41. Have Vintage-Style Pin-Up Photos Taken
42. Eat Clam Chowder in Boston
43. See the Northern Lights in Scotland/Norway or Sweden
44. Be kissed on top of a ferris wheel
45. Sit next to someone while they play the piano to me
46. lose weight so I’m pretty again
47. Start my novel (I started but eta is still up in the air)
48. Meditate in a Buddhist temple
49. Ride Horses on the beach at twilight
50. Bike the whole lakefront 17 miles with the one I love…. Sunday perfection
51. Make love on a rooftop
52. Eat & Shop at the St. Lawrence Farmers Market in Toronto
53. Get to be an extra in a TV show or Movie
54. Snow Globe Camping
55. Attend Oktoberfest
56. Go whale watching
57. Hike through the Schwarzwald (Black Forest) and Sail the Bodensee (Lake Constance)
58. Jump from a cliff into deep water. Face my Fears
59. Visit Cologne Cathedral, Cologne, Germany
60. Visit the Lascaux Caves
61. Visit Hearst Castle in Cali
62. Go to a Hollywood Movie Premier Bone Dry
63. Seattle fish market
64. Ride a horse naked
65. Party at the Shedd Aquarium at night
67. Ferry ride in San Francisco
68. The gardener 24 Ashton Ln, Hillhead, Glasgow
69. go to Liguria Italy
70. The White Horse at Uffington

The loves of my life

I was always the little girl who believed love was a fairy tale that could last forever. Devastating when it ended and heartbreaking loss of myself in love. But now I see some of the most important moments of my life were lessons that molded my very personality. When even just 18 hrs of a love affair made me believe I was worthy to be loved. The feeling like your body is electrified of sexual energy you wish to share. Peaceful escape just staring into each other’s eyes in bed for hours. Even the one who made you face your demons but never let go if your hand till you were safe and strong again. There were the ones who hardened your need for emotional armor. Innocence lost fear was taught.  Every night praying for your soulmate, vowing to wait for the one who would be worthy.  But each person you love or even just meet becomes a part of your story. How big a chapter is your choice but in the end we all want that fairy-tale happy ending to our book of life. All I am asking for is inspiration, beauty and try to be happy everyday. Living without my soulmate I am only able to handle one day at a time these days. Feel like a shell living without love. But I close my eyes and see all the loves of my story, all my Darlings and say Thank You for what you did for me. AND THAT IS BEAUTIFUL ENOUGH 💜

Favorite Feeling

My favorite feeling in the world is when you’re with someone that you want and that look, that touch, it’s that moment when they turn you on. For me, it’s the tightness in my chest that builds and overflows and when it drops down to my core and I surrender to passion. That LOVE is my favorite feeling in my world.

Sexual Healing….

I want to use my own body to comfort yours. Kiss away the salty tears. Feed off the taste of your flesh till no other thoughts consume you. Lay your head on my chest with all your weight and rest while I stroke your hair and back. But just one look from you energizes my fire. I burn just for you. Crave you, I feed off that sexual energy to take your pain away. To feel you inside me bonds the connection between us. I can’t get close enough. Wherever you touch heals me in turn. Make me forget everything that hurts. Just love me and let me love you. Let me show you how transcendent it can be. Put your hand on my cheek, look into my eyes and see the truth. I promise it will be extraordinary even if its just one night.

The Invitation by Oriah Mountain Dreamer

It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.

It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shrivelled and closed from fear of further pain.

I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it, or fade it, or fix it.

I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own; if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, be realistic, remember the limitations of being human.

It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself. If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul. If you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see Beauty even when it is not pretty every day. And if you can source your own life from its presence.

I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand at the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, ‘Yes.’

It doesn’t interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone and do what needs to be done to feed the children.

It doesn’t interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the centre of the fire with me and not shrink back.

It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away.

I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.

Who am I….

I feel like I’m lost cause, shell of the person I truly am because of my chronic pain and illness. I know the powerful beautiful passionate soul that hides in my heart mind and body is still there somewhere. But I fight to just survive to get to the end of the day. Dreaming is the only hope I have of moments of peace. Try to sleep to get to the next day. But I wake in so much pain feels like I’m hanging on a cliff and All I want to do is let go and fall. I hear the faint voices of people I consider friends but they have their own mountain obstacles and I don’t want to be a bother. My heart is the only gift I can give them with always trying to encourage them with my love and support. The need for Honesty to tell them of what joy they have that inspires me with my words and blessings is the little part of me that doesn’t feel broken. I search for peaceful light and beauty to fill my senses to hold on to some semblance of Love. Without physical connections I lose that energy I can absorb in my very being. Your happiness becomes my happiness but only so far. I am shocked in reality when the overwhelming pain makes me fight to survive. I’m lost again. So when you wonder why I’m always online, sharing what is beautiful or honest it’s my way of not living in my present pain and its showing you the open book that is a little bit of who I am. I will never apologize for my thoughts only the intrusion of my world in yours. But this is who I am and maybe one day I will find that chemistry that I crave of another soul so similar but until then my Darling’s you have my Love Always and Forever 💜

Tell Me Again… #IrishSG

He Reminds Me…

SUNSETS…

Please, Let Love In….

I needed something…

For you & I … the ones struggling

I Want….. (NSFW)

I want to fuck you.

It’s that simple
And yet so complex.
I think about
The why and
The why now and
The did I always or
Is this new.

I want you to fuck me
Take the decision
The guilt
The responsibility
Out of my hands.

I want you to
Fuck me
So thoroughly that
My mouth forgets how
To form the word no
And my lips
Are used
Only for oh
And ah
And yes
And please
And again

I want your mouth
On mine
Your tongue
On mine
Your body
On mine
I want
My lips
Between your teeth
Your name
On my tongue
My arms
Above my head
My legs
Tangled with yours

I want my nails
Scratching your back
I want your teeth
Marking my breasts
I want your fingers
On my clit
I want your handprint
On my ass

I want your cock
Between my lips
Under my swirling
Tongue, deep
In my throat
I want to work you
With my mouth
My hands
My cunt

I want you to
Lose complete
Control I want you to
Shudder and twitch
In my mouth
In my arms
In me
I want
You to spill
My name
Through gritted teeth
Like a tortured prayer
To a god
You suddenly believe in

I
want
to
fuck
you.

The Ancient One….”Tell me your vision”

The Ancient One

Native American Lore
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Ancient One sat in the shade of his tree in front of his cave. Red People came to him and he said to Red People, “Tell me your vision.”
And Red People answered, “The elders have told us to pray in this manner, and that manner, and it is important that only we pray as we have been taught for this has been handed down to us by the elders.”
“Hmmmm,” said the Ancient One.
Then Black People came to him and he said to Black People, “Tell me your vision.”
And Black People answered, “Our mothers have said to go to this building and that building and pray in this manner and that manner. And our fathers have said to bow in this manner and that manner when we pray. And it is important that we do only this when we pray.”
“Hmmmm,” said the Ancient One.
Then Yellow People came to him and he said to Yellow People, “Tell me your vision.”
And Yellow People answered, “Our teachers have told us to sit in this manner and that manner and to say this thing and that thing when we pray. And it is important that we do only this when we pray.”
“Hmmmm,” said the Ancient One.
Then White People came to him and he said to White People, “Tell me your vision.”
And White People answered, “Our Book has told us to pray in this way and that way and to do this thing and that thing, and it is very important that we do this when we pray.”
“Hmmmm,” said the Ancient One.
Then Ancient One spoke to the Earth and said, “Have you given the people a vision?” And the Earth said, “Yes, a special gift for each one, but the people were so busy speaking and arguing about which way is right they could not see the gift I gave each one of them.” And the Ancient One asked same question of Water and Fire and Air and got the same answer. Then Ancient One asked Animal, and Bird, and Insect, and Tree, and Flower, and Sky, and Moon, and Sun, and Stars, and all of the other Spirits and each told him the same.
Ancient One thought this was very sad. He called Red People, Black People, Yellow People, and White People to him and said to them. “The ways taught to you by your Elders, and your Mothers and Fathers, and Teachers, and Books are sacred. It is good that you respect those ways, for they are the ways of your ancestors. But the ancestors no longer walk on the Face of the Earth Mother. You have forgotten your own Vision. Your Vision is right for you but no one else. Now each of you must pray for your own Visions, and be still enough to see them, so you can follow the way of the heart. It is a hard way. It is a good way.

Just Me…

Holding on to beauty as much as I can