Couldn't help myself from being captured by the beauty of your cleavage, as I find myself wanting to be smothered within your embrace, tight against your breast, your hair a strawberry blanket for us both.
When you're around him only your thoughts moan? Oh, that was a figurative "around you" like in the same bar. And not an actual around you (whether or not a bar is involved). Got it now Moochie.
Repeating the same empty yet busy days... I am sorry. I hope things open up more for you soon to let you be without worrying about things to be done.
I am sending all of the hugs I can to you. It might not be any consolation, but you look fantastic.
Beautiful and plenty of hugs.
I miss those breaks from reality too. (Good to see you).
Fabulous words, says so much. Accentuated by that picture, made powerful by b&w
It's time for chocolate..........possibly in the shape of an egg? or hot and steaming in a mug?
Amazing!
Interesting garment
Sometimes it’s just eerie how I find my way back here ……
it’s your shine
Sometimes it’s just eerie how I find my way back here ……
The timing is something that can’t be explained
Your muse energy
Your perfection in a none perfect world
Finger
Moochie
Fuck that is a hot image... Love your mouth....
That looks like a tat waiting done, ethereal
Nice, I already have an appointment post heart valve. It is a special heart.Thank you. I was born with it (or maybe it’s maybelline).
I need a new tat… my next one I can’t decide on yet - a jellyfish or tulips. It’s a tough decision and I know who I want to go to for the tulips, but not the jellyfish… maybe I’ll just pierce something new
Beautiful
Assuming nothing and floating outside... outside sounds nice. To be a piece... to be at peace... Lovely words as always.
Isn't it strange, I looked on your previous image, and thought immediately that it reminded me of a beautiful mermaid, trapped in a fishing net, and the hours of pleasure it would give the fisherman, in untangling the intricate webbing, and releasing his mythical prize. And here is the before picture, of the mermaid in her element, floating, enticingly, just before capture. Strange how minds work, stranger too, how images can mean different things to different people, just like your well chosen words; with one over-riding similarity, the beauty of the subject.
A lovely red-haired naiad, passing the time in a pool of expectations while they wait hopefully for the oracle to indicate their spot.
