I can’t help but smile as Concrete Blond comes on the radio.
Memories dance in my head of the Dungeon Place Podcast, Halloween parties, delicious sushi, and fucking in the public parking garage.
Happy Anniversary Lover.
Between the beatings
There is nothing
The moments grow
Transforming to enlightenment
Consciousness awakening
What was my sanctuary
Has become my prison
The more truthful I am
The distance between us grows
You don’t want truth
You want easy
You don’t want love
You feed on other’s pain
You’re only satiated by another’s brokenness
Lies are not my kink
The fallacies were heartbreaking
My heart tempers like steel
A sword now cutting through your facade
With every manipulation
With every malicious mind fuck
The collar becomes brittle
As the leash crumbles
You are left with nothing
Now alone
I’m born to a new resolve
You do not deserve me
2013 © Liquidjade
Infinity
That sounds about right, yes…
A million is far too small
A hundred? Ha! Laughable
But infinity
Infinity
sounds . . .
just about right
To describe the number of times I’ve fantasizes about you
Visualize
touching you
Tasting
Exploring you within the rhythms of your heart beat
Watching you ride the thunderous ecstasy brought forth by me
By my body
My hands
kiss
Mouth
Tongue
A frenzy of passion
Climaxing
Blurring visions
Sweating
Loss of breath as
Your seed cascading down my throat briefly sates my desires of you
Yes- the thoughts wickedly dance in my head
numerous times through out the day in fact….
At least to the nth power
Approximately
Perhaps even Infinitely.
So yes… Infinity it is
For you are
A muse of sorts,
Living
Igniting creative expression
And I shall never tire of it.
~ Liquidjade
I am in Love with Love & Love is in love with me.
My body is in Love with the soul & the soul is in Love with my body.
I opened my arms to Love & Love embraced me like a lover
-Rumi
Thousands of candles can be lighted from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared. ~ The Buddha