Tag Archives: love

To be intrigued 

The passing of time continues in a never ending continuum of love and loss. The years past are distant memories that have faded to glimpses into a soul dripping into an abyss of emotion where time and space are one … Continue reading

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My Feng Shui

So my favorite time…. sitting on the couch, listening to Pandora with a candle lit while sipping herbal tea.. right now, my environment is perfect. I’ve also have been known to watch the sunrise and admire the beauty of the … Continue reading

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YOLO

So…. I learned a new term today, YOLO. It’s not new but it’s new to me. The saying isn’t but the abbreviation is.. I asked around at work too see if others were more in the loop then I and … Continue reading

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Finding oneself

I came across this on a blog i follow. A woman is in the process of finding herself.  Instead of me continuing taking up her space on her blog,  i thought I’d write my own response in a blog format.  … Continue reading

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The Touch

The longing. The breathless hold. Finally-the touch. The  pleasure comes in waves. Pushing out my thoughts of doubts and clutter. Concentrating on the moment, the touch. The littlest moan escapes as all focus is centered on – the touch. Master, … Continue reading

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Tis the season for. .. the flu?

Dear readers Misery loves company right?  Master was sick first then I followed a week later. And to think that i would get off easy. Lol. It’s been actually a loving time.  Master with his concern and me wrapped up … Continue reading

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wrapped around my finger?

Listening to some country on the way home from my parents house got me thinking.  Why is it that some men get so googoo eyed over women and other men take control and can act so calm and collected?  I … Continue reading

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