Moochie’s Mementos (and a pic or two)

[AngelicaS1780]

As clever as you are beautiful.

 

[jc1213]

In the mirror

In this fantasy
I am yours
As you claim me
Feel my fluttering heart
Move over me,
Lips pressed and parting
Hands on skin,
The electric touch of
Hands on skin,
Lips pressed and parting
Move over me,
Feel my fluttering heart
As you claim me
I am yours
In this fantasy

What a beautiful view to start my Sunday morning! Thank you

 

[Todger65]

In the mirror

In this fantasy
I am yours
As you claim me
Feel my fluttering heart
Move over me,
Lips pressed and parting
Hands on skin,
The electric touch of
Hands on skin,
Lips pressed and parting
Move over me,
Feel my fluttering heart
As you claim me
I am yours
In this fantasy

https://forum.literotica.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=2120432&stc=1&d=1624794884

Loved this. Good to see Manni is keeping an eye on proceedings

 

[Moochienanu]

I see
what you did
in the mirror
what you did
I see

Oh what fun! Another, innovative and fabulous poem.
And a great picture to go along with that.

Thank you, Inspi! I’m glad you saw what I was doing...

Claim you
And enflame you
In my fantasy.

Enflame! What a wonderful new word for me to learn!!! Excuse me while I lap at it like a kitten at her saucer...yummy! Thank you for the compliment and gift,

Mirrors are enthralling. It's one thing to feel your lover touch you; it's another to watch directly, but looking at it through a mirror is something else again. I always get a sense of disassociation that heightens everything.

There's nothing like a mirror. Especially THAT mirror, right there, in that pic...

It’s a little like a voyeuristic thing mixed with the exhibitionist side, isn’t it? I like that it can be like you are making personal porn without a camera, in a way...

As clever as you are beautiful.

I am so lucky to have such a caring, beautiful, and insightful friend.

What a beautiful view to start my Sunday morning! Thank you

Glad to help start the week off right

Loved this. Good to see Manni is keeping an eye on proceedings

Manni is ever-vigilant... especially if we’re in a hotel room.

 

[hairball18]

In the mirror

In this fantasy
I am yours
As you claim me
Feel my fluttering heart
Move over me,
Lips pressed and parting
Hands on skin,
The electric touch of
Hands on skin,
Lips pressed and parting
Move over me,
Feel my fluttering heart
As you claim me
I am yours
In this fantasy

Mirror mirror on the wall
Please let her panties fall
As I lay her on the bed
I have a hunger that need to be fed.

 

[Dubinsky]

It’s a little like a voyeuristic thing mixed with the exhibitionist side, isn’t it? I like that it can be like you are making personal porn without a camera, in a way...

Personal porn.

Exactly.

You get the pleasure of the experience alongside the pleasure of watching the experience live. Then, add a cellphone, like you've got in the pic... endlessly recursive.

Escher sex.

 

[Todger65]

Manni is ever-vigilant... especially if we’re in a hotel room.

Nudge nudge, wink wink, saynomore.

 

[Joxlrg]

In the mirror

In this fantasy
I am yours
As you claim me
Feel my fluttering heart
Move over me,
Lips pressed and parting
Hands on skin,
The electric touch of
Hands on skin,
Lips pressed and parting
Move over me,
Feel my fluttering heart
As you claim me
I am yours
In this fantasy

The first kiss would be just under that mole on the right side of your neck.. And YES it would involve my tongue!!

 

[Moochienanu]

It is funny, isn’t it -
How a kernel of a thought
Can bury itself in
Grow extensive roots
And sprout itself corroboration
So quickly?
Imagining so many things
Remembering still more
Some parts are founded
Others... of course not
And I so wish
I could just rule it all out,
But I can’t.

I am alone here in these thoughts
They storm around me
They yell at me to listen when I don’t want to
They tell me things I should never hear
But know inside
They are probably being more honest with me
Than I’ll ever be with myself.

 

[Joxlrg]

Profound !!!

 

[Inspirinious]

It is funny, isn’t it -
How a kernel of a thought
Can bury itself in
Grow extensive roots
And sprout itself corroboration
So quickly?
Imagining so many things
Remembering still more
Some parts are founded
Others... of course not
And I so wish
I could just rule it all out,
But I can’t.

I am alone here in these thoughts
They storm around me
They yell at me to listen when I don’t want to
They tell me things I should never hear
But know inside
They are probably being more honest with me
Than I’ll ever be with myself.

How quickly I forget how I should receive your prose.
I tell myself, just let the emotions wash over me.

But I let your words hit me hard, requiring I dig deeper.

Powerful thoughts. Complex thoughts.
So much to unpack.

The thoughts in your head, out of control.
Thoughts you want to suppress, but cannot.

How quickly I forget to not over analyze.

Your thoughts, you want to suppress, but why?

My own thoughts, now out of control.

Are your thoughts of Anger? Pain? Resentment? Guilt?

Can you free yourself from this?

Can I free myself?

Do not let my thoughts become a burden to your thoughts.
I created all these myself.

 

[Massive Grooves]

It is funny, isn’t it -
How a kernel of a thought
Can bury itself in
Grow extensive roots
And sprout itself corroboration
So quickly?

Like when the girl at work last week said, I can’t believe they let you out of the house with shorts on.

That shit grew.

 

[Moochienanu]

Like when the girl at work last week said, I can’t believe they let you out of the house with shorts on.

That shit grew.

Yep. Exactly like that.

For the record, I think you look sexy in shorts... but I will always vote for you being out of them (or any clothes).

 

[Moochienanu]

Inside and Out

Pulled tight
Remnants of what was
What could be
What may be again
Time wrapping
Long lines
Over curves falling
Lips craving
Salt of your skin
Flushed cheeks
Thighs enclosing around
Head thrown back
Waiting for more
Heat of moments
Caressing tongues
A breath kept
Held close
Treasured
For you

 

[Todger65]

Inside and Out

Pulled tight
Remnants of what was
What could be
What may be again
Time wrapping
Long lines
Over curves falling
Lips craving
Salt of your skin
Flushed cheeks
Thighs enclosing around
Head thrown back
Waiting for more
Heat of moments
Caressing tongues
A breath kept
Held close
Treasured
For you

https://forum.literotica.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=2120541&stc=1&d=1625045728

Excellent.

 

[Joxlrg]

Am I alone when I think Mani has the best job in the world ???

 

[wilderness]

Would a leg massage be desirable, now?

 

[Moochienanu]

Excellent.

Am I alone when I think Manni has the best job in the world???

I think Manni would agree. I am glad he’s here for me. He’s an amazing listener and gives some of the best cuddles.

Would a leg massage be desirable, now?

That sounds amazing right now. This has been a long week and (as you can see) my feet and legs are feeling it.

 

[Inspirinious]

Inside and Out

Pulled tight
Remnants of what was
What could be
What may be again
Time wrapping
Long lines
Over curves falling
Lips craving
Salt of your skin
Flushed cheeks
Thighs enclosing around
Head thrown back
Waiting for more
Heat of moments
Caressing tongues
A breath kept
Held close
Treasured
For you

I remembered to not over analyze your words,
just reading them,
letting them flow through my head,
allowing them to create wonderful images.

Your pics, while very nice, did not fit the images residing in my head.
Maybe just me.
I'll stick with the prose.

 

[Dubinsky]

Inside and Out

Pulled tight
Remnants of what was
What could be
What may be again
Time wrapping
Long lines
Over curves falling
Lips craving
Salt of your skin
Flushed cheeks
Thighs enclosing around
Head thrown back
Waiting for more
Heat of moments
Caressing tongues
A breath kept
Held close
Treasured
For you

The marks the rope leaves behind... there's something about that. The awareness that the bonds could still be on, but aren't.

On skin, anyway.

 

[Moochienanu]

I remembered to not over analyze your words,
just reading them,
letting them flow through my head,
allowing them to create wonderful images.

Your pics, while very nice, did not fit the images residing in my head.
Maybe just me.
I'll stick with the prose.

You are, of course, always welcome to disagree with my choices in pairings... I sometimes don’t want to say the obvious, so searching for correlation between my words and the accompanying pictures is not always as easy.

Thank you for your thoughtful words.

The marks the rope leaves behind... there's something about that. The awareness that the bonds could still be on, but aren't.

On skin, anyway.

Rope marks can be quite beautiful in both their nature and meaning. I love to run my hand over the grooves and feel each indent where my body was so recently restricted. It makes me feel accomplished in a weird way... appreciative.

 

[75Matador315]

Inside and Out

Pulled tight
Remnants of what was
What could be
What may be again
Time wrapping
Long lines
Over curves falling
Lips craving
Salt of your skin
Flushed cheeks
Thighs enclosing around
Head thrown back
Waiting for more
Heat of moments
Caressing tongues
A breath kept
Held close
Treasured
For you

Love the words that go along with these photos only makes them that much better even though the photos are top notch on their own!

 

[Inspirinious]

You are, of course, always welcome to disagree with my choices in pairings... I sometimes don’t want to say the obvious, so searching for correlation between my words and the accompanying pictures is not always as easy.

Thank you for your thoughtful words.

It's not exactly that I disagree with your pairings... I read the prose first and the image in my head was of a couple hugging, touching, kissing.

When I saw the pics, I understand the rope connection. But I think the words work either way - bound by rope OR bound by the embrace of a lover.

Well done.

 

[TANSTAAFL58]

Inside and Out

Pulled tight
Remnants of what was
What could be
What may be again
Time wrapping
Long lines
Over curves falling
Lips craving
Salt of your skin
Flushed cheeks
Thighs enclosing around
Head thrown back
Waiting for more
Heat of moments
Caressing tongues
A breath kept
Held close
Treasured
For you

That is a really great self-tie. Have you figured out how to bind your arms AND your legs?

 

[Moochienanu]

You died today.

It felt like I was there
As you looked away from the road
Placing your espresso cup back
Into it’s home in the holder
Right when the truck swerved into your lane.
Your reaction time was good,
But you over corrected
And at that speed,
When you hit the guards of the roadside,
You flipped.
You were wearing your seatbelt,
But you were stuck in a mangled car wreck
At the bottom of a wooded hill
Upside down for over an hour.
The first responders used the jaws of life
But it wasn’t fast enough
You had too many internal injuries.

You died today.

You didn’t tell me
About the nagging pain in your shoulder
That you ignored
Because it felt like an old injury
A flair up
But it was something else
Something you should have paid heed to -
Your heart tissue infarcting,
Dying from lack of oxygen.
A heart attack.
And by the time it is bad enough,
Your heartbeat is shallow, ineffective
You’re not getting enough blood to your brain.
You were sitting at your desk at work
When they found you.

You died today.

This morning,
While getting out of the shower,
A corner of your towel
Caught under your foot
You pulled it and slipped
Hitting your head on the countertop nearby.
You were unconscious, found down.
An ambulance took you to the hospital
And found that you had a huge subdural bleed
You were rushed to surgery,
But once the clot was removed, bleeding was stopped,
Your brain swelled.
You never woke up.

You died today.
Over and over.