“Madam, would you please put more milk in my coffee?” “Of course.” “But if you will, pour some out first. I like my coffee well milked.” “That is a funny way of putting it. But I don’t mind.” “Very nice. Are there any perks to the usual Barista girl services here?” “I can’t imagine what you mean. Actually, I can but prefer not to.” “Well let me jog your imagination. Would you be so kind as to leave a lipstick print on my cup? I will compensate you with a generous tip.” “Not sure I feel comfortable...
What makes this a Valentine’s Day When the doves have flown away? The dust of dawn is between our eyes— In the ragged light of sunrise Our hands interweave with the flow: Of oceans they held, so long ago.
We will run to the black palace door, And confess our minds are not ours anymore. And if anything is still left of we We will take wings where our hearts used to be, As if flying could send us to dreams Of all that is more than it seems.
We may weep, but also may sing For all the tales of suffering, Blinded by...
Waking up to a day that's no different Feels like just a simple Sunday February is just so irrelevant No words to inspire to express or say "Only rain, ice, snow I hope cause no accident" That I do pray"...
While the world seems to not care for today The reason for what it is Love that's showed by cupid's All indoors all prefer to stay Might be something we won't miss For this weather breaks the mood in bits Try 14 degrees will feel more like 4 easily... Houston prepare it's arriving to wholly FREEZE!!
the anticipation an exquisite suffering strong and sure with a scintilla of surging tenderness plush softness that burns so heated lips to lips slowly warm a taste of ambrosia as tongues unite caressing deep a combined essence marking one another in their shared most precious etching in that timeless feeling
You are the melody I put on repeat before entering into a deep sleep.. where in one way or another the two of us always agree to meet.. ..then partake in the wondrous themes of my many nighttime dreams..
silly as it may sound and seem.. I know my dreams to be a real place.. simply of a different frequency..
a place where the God that is me.. sees, know and loves the Goddess that is you..
on this plane of existence we play without limitations; dance, swim and make love in our imaginative manifestations..