She called earlier and I didn't answer. I played the message back during lunch. "What was it like?" She asked in her bubbly sarcastic laugh. It was brutal. I hate public speaking. It makes my stomach bleed knives. Took me two hours to recover. I almost threw up back stage. Somehow I got a big … Continue reading Home – Inspired by The Arty Plants Man Black & White Photo
I'm trying to do my part to continue in the abyss of what's happening, what's causing panic and uncertainty. I move one foot in front of the other and hope I don't trip on my own heart racing. I despair upon hearing the news, I breathe in and out and go... on. I just go … Continue reading I’m trying
This explains the euphoria of my dancing breaks very well. I enjoyed this movie. Particularly love the beat of the entire soundtrack. Happy Sunday!
I have my back turned to him. I can smell him, musky clean with the hint of the sea. I’m smiling as his hand travels my curves. His body nestles into me and my body reacts to his kissing my neck. I don’t know how we found each other but we did. We fit in … Continue reading Slave to love – Chocolate pudding and…
It was a gift to be tormented by her. I bore it with pleasure. My body enjoyed the tease and my thoughts ran away with her silhouette immediately. The way she carried herself when unclothed placated my senses. I felt nothing but her, her universe. Surrounded by her milky way, she allowed me the courtesy … Continue reading Slave to Love – Warrior Queen
A solitary mellifluous thought swallowed, tormented by the silence of my walks in black and white. The sound of it's ardent vigor slammed against my mind. I am powerless to change it. I give in, defeated by its path in this melancholy forest. What is this life? What is this conundrum of sunken, expired existence? … Continue reading Solitary – Inspired by The Arty Plants Man Black & White Photo
Hello, my lovelies! Hope this finds you all safe, happy and healthy. I have been editing Some Kind of Heaven on and off all day among other things. Been a long day. It's after 1AM central time. I am high on Diet A&W Root Beer, low on editing juice. So, yeah, I think I'm done … Continue reading Dancing with myself in my PJs