Corset-laces on Cranberry

Once again great read darksighs!!!

I am alwys luvin on you sweet lady..!
Also..in humbled corset-poppin' curties fer your read!
smiles to your nite ;)
~d

Aww thankies Taryn.. still trying to find ways to un-bleed the myriad pains but I still roll em all
into a neat lil ball..
sighs. will learn er burn, as I say. lmsao*

you gets pouncin' luv fer the visit to my suffocation museum, m'dolz.. awe inspiring u,
is *top of my tumbles in *smile & search-fors.
mwahs muchly on you
~d

"Corset-laces
on cranberry heart"
^^^^^
reading with smug-raised brow [you are... are... just are...]
*
i'm breathless with love for this cruel corsetry of yours. bound around soul sighs, no?...
"Wouldst that he see
bare need to keep
me."
*
"and p.s.
..from unflavored spaces."
... how bitter-sweet with my coffee this morning, i'm sure the rim of my mug is laced with old fears
*
must needs sugar
~ k
xo

I *know, rite? ..still in chuckles of whimsy
over ur inspire-unbeknownst..
had to leave u a ty in ur untitled one fer the cranberry presence here. kisses of thx fer that!

now?.. we musts add it to our coffees of toddy!
yumz. Youve got more sugar and spice than I can
keep track of lil mizzwit. <~ aw, anuvr endearmnt fer you..thats jus *awww. (yes..sigh. im dun now)
smirks

luvzu fer reading alwayz seester ;)
~d

I feel the heaviness weighed down in the sands but the corsetted sadness made me lick my lips with an urge to have filled wounds. This was awespiring & sensually heart wrenching. Beautiful you.

You are soo purrfect fer every read lady!
this heavy stifle won't go away.. but still waits
fer the mend of my unflavored..
hot sands and wounds, as you say, sound a blissful
respite frm today..jagged duz rub best, no? (yes)

Alwys snuggles fer ur visit m'hunnie
mwahs
~d

Yet another amazing piece i just love reading your ink :)

Dittos there sweet poetess!
I send u the wish of good fortune fer ur nite!
huggs fer readin
~d

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*nuzzles of luvin baby, ty! Suffer goes both and many ways I'm learning..hugs right back, in warm pounce, k? (won't wait long'll jus do it)
mwahs
~T

Ahhh, darksighs, luv ~ :-*

He does not deserve you.

I should not say this, I knowt. Still, tis my heart's belief.

Thou art deserving of One who canst appreciate the rare gem before him and treasure unstintingly, beyond measure... :-*

This dost thee deserve.

This poesy of yours is glorious and splendidly melancholy, full of thine agony and despair. I sorrow for thee, luv. :-*

I wish for thee the best that life holds in fullest measure. And, there is that in me, I must confess, that wishes to slap this knave about his head and shoulders (and much more, oh, ever so much more - grrr!!!) for delivering unto you this distraught.

I proclaim him a blind idiot (and, I know you'll like this not, for thou art enamored and in love still) and you may hate me for it. Yet, I have no love for him and grow further angered with him daily for eschewing such an glorious one as thee... :-*

Hmmm...

I've said too much again, as is my wont, indeed. I shall withdraw and beg your forgiveness for my rash behavior here upon your page.

Tis the mother warrior within, luv. You have grasped my heart within your poetic hands. I canst but help defend...

I am ever honored to have you read me, dearest
Lady *S of my heart.
This wk has been most painful in physical(body ache) much as in love(brief setbks) & I was high despair whn en-write, duvie ..luv helz outta you for havin my back, tho. hugggs here!
I was mostly at odds with myself, this poem..
can totally see that other side u see here
& u get luv fer reading in. (luvzat bout u).

heartsick & drippin, did I pen, but more, with headshakes my own way at my own physical entrapment(promise) & the yearning for he who walked away.. but came bk. Adores you much, never
need you censor for me..want *raw vs platitude &
snuggle you so kindly fer bein here!
ever in m'heart, you are!
~d