I do not want to have sex for the sake of having sex. I want to have sex to fill my emotional, my mental, my physical need. The other sex will not scratch the itch that begins with the kiss. The kiss that causes my heart to thump once hard, stop, and begin again, new.
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I did not know it was going to hurt the first time nor the second or third time for that matter. I did not know I was supposed to feel good when it was over either. No one prepared me for either, the beginning, what should occur in…
I love you. I want to keep loving you. I leave you now, so I keep loving you. When our eyes meet again–I leave you now, so I love you then.
I have thought more of you this day than in all the days we have known each other. I wish we had more time. The irony of it all. Had you not let me go–two years seven months later; you are leaving me. I never told you. My favorite style. Watching you take your motorcycleContinue reading “For Frazier”
We were pulling up to the ATM when he responded, “Well since we are no longer competing with each other.” My mouth agape as I processed the words. “Now that we aren’t competing…” I said, “Competing, Michael, competing!” “What were we competing against?” “Which one of us suck’s dick better?” “This is what’s been wrong with ourContinue reading “Now that we aren’t competing…”
“I can tell that I missed a good relationship in you.” He said. “Why do you say that?” I responded. “Because I can feel a dose of tenderness in your voice.” He said, “Come here, let me give you a dose of how I feel about you.” His laughter followed. “Shut up, you are messingContinue reading “A moment with Frazier”
He said, “You can slow dance.” “Actually, no I cannot.” “Sure you can.” He said. “It is a two step.”
relationships. From the perspective of being a mother. My children are adults. I do not have the energy to be mommy to when I was not the best mommy to my children. Besides, you see the word mantic in romantic, yes.
We got on the elevator at the Trump Plaza Hotel headed to our room. A singing group got on the elevator with us. One of them looked me up and down, then down and up. He said, “You have beautiful legs.” Before I could say thank you, my companion said, “Thank you.” He looked atContinue reading “Trump Plaza Hotel”
Someone said to me today, “I wish someone would give to me the way I give to others.” I responded, “It does not work that way.” “As long as you are giving because you expect something in return, you are not giving from your heart but from selfishness.” I was having an MRI done. WhenContinue reading “Selfishness versus…”
A homeless man laid on the ground against a gray concrete building in the City. It was 37 degrees this morning. He was sleeping, suddenly his body jerked hard wakening him violently. He sat up and started yelling, “Get away from me.” “Get away from me.” As the passersby moved to the far end ofContinue reading “Good Friday in Manhattan”
Two hours ago I settled down at my desk to work. Positive attitude, positive energy flowing. The phone rang. I smiled so the caller would feel my joy. Within four minutes I got annoyed. After five minutes I was pissed. 30 seconds later I was angry. By the time seven minutes rolled in I wasContinue reading “Lesson of self”
They hang out on a regular basis. The time together is appreciated and valued; an appreciation for what they have in common and what they do not have in common. It has been expressed more than once that there is a desire for a more serious relationship. They have little in common. Something that isContinue reading “Opposites Attract”
Jayne slid into driver seat of her 2015 white Lincoln MKZ, plugged her iPhone 6s Plus into the USB, selected R.H.R.’s CD from her play list, added her destination to her GPS, put on her seat belt, took the ponytail holder out of her hair; checked the time on her two carat diamond studded Bolova, started the vehicle, openedContinue reading “Homeless living, Oahu Hawaii”
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