Moochie’s Meandering Missives (and a pic or two)

Your post #3060
It is tender, there's no doubt. But it makes me feel... a little bit afraid? I see you as being... fragile, and held together by your Lover - who has total control in this moment.
Am I close... ?

Being vulnerable and being fragile
Feel like different beasts to me.

I heard the words of this post
With a melody as I wrote them,
So I call it a song.

Trusting someone enough
To share with them,
Be open with them,
With every aspect of yourself
The way this song suggests,
Doesn’t seem fragile to me at all,
But rather a strength in itself.
 
My mind and body move at different speeds.
One a blur,
The other trying it’s best to keep up,
Like the slowest runner on the team
Always seeing the backs of the others
When all they want
Is to be alongside someday.

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When I feel like this,
I close my eyes
And take a moment
To remember how you feel
When you hold me
Tight...
And the calm that washes over
Every part of me
While I am there,
Is unlike anything else.

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My mind and body move at different speeds.
One a blur,
The other trying it’s best to keep up,
Like the slowest runner on the team
Always seeing the backs of the others
When all they want
Is to be alongside someday.

http://forum.literotica.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=2099335&stc=1&d=1593775517

When I feel like this,
I close my eyes
And take a moment
To remember how you feel
When you hold me
Tight...
And the calm that washes over
Every part of me
While I am there,
Is unlike anything else.

http://forum.literotica.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=2099337&stc=1&d=1593775517

Matching pics to words. Beautifully done.

I like the rope work and that Manni is there keeping a safe eye on you.
 
You are, of course, right about fireworks.

Listening to the distant booms and crackles
Zip through my chest,
As I sit in midst of distanced neighbors,
And discuss never hugging again.
Sparklers and snaps cause a negative image,
Whenever I close my eyes.
There, amongst the din of explosives,
I feel the soft caress of your words,
Your hand on my cheek, lifting my face to yours:
Those sparks that erupt,
Could set flame to entire buildings,
But instead,
Settle amongst the embers
Of our lips.

Yes, you’re right about fireworks.
 
There was a moment yesterday,
When I thought my shoulder would burst.

When I was worried
The two-year-old disc
Keeping my neck moving,
Would give out.

But it didn’t.

I lifted my child
And spun them around,
Celebrating the point made
In badminton
Against the neighbors.

I didn’t even think
About how I shouldn’t have accepted
My child running at me
With their arms open,
But rather,
Opened my own arms,
And lifted them,
Spinning with happiness.

Who cares if I break myself again?
If it is for this love,
It is worth it.

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There was a moment yesterday,
When I thought my shoulder would burst.

When I was worried
The two-year-old disc
Keeping my neck moving,
Would give out.

But it didn’t.

I lifted my child
And spun them around,
Celebrating the point made
In badminton
Against the neighbors.

I didn’t even think
About how I shouldn’t have accepted
My child running at me
With their arms open,
But rather,
Opened my own arms,
And lifted them,
Spinning with happiness.

Who cares if I break myself again?
If it is for this love,
It is worth it.

Very disMissive

It’s the little moments which matter

And a heated game of badminton will always get the best of us.
 
There’s a snuggle monster inside me
And it’s begging to be held.
It’s squirming in my tummy,
Telling how much I need to taste you.
It’s roaring from my lips,
Telling how much I need to kiss you.
It’s gnashing from my thighs,
Telling how much I need your teeth.
But mostly,
The snuggle monster is wiggling all over,
Telling how much I need your hands
Moving over me,
Holding me closer,
Caressing my body,
As we nuzzle further into us.

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Wow! I got dizzy when I saw those socks... but I loved where they were going!
Lol!
Love Always - Eros
 
I warned you

Two years ago today,
An innocent message
About weather
And something hidden
Behind words
Was sent.

Two years ago today,
A man who’s heart beats,
Mind whirls
With thoughts of me,
Decided to reach out
And fan away fog.

Two years ago today,
I returned the message
And allowed metaphors
And innuendo
To abound
Between us
For months.

Two years ago today,
I met someone
Who cleared the smoke,
And allows
Deep breaths
Like never before.
 

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Two years ago today,
An innocent message
About weather
And something hidden
Behind words
Was sent.

Two years ago today,
A man who’s heart beats,
Mind whirls
With thoughts of me,
Decided to reach out
And fan away fog.

Two years ago today,
I returned the message
And allowed metaphors
And innuendo
To abound
Between us
For months.

Two years ago today,
I met someone
Who cleared the smoke,
And allows
Deep breaths
Like never before.

Is it really that long.

I hope that you and Him have something special planned to celebrate.

Keep safe and well.
 
I know you probably don't want me here, but I just wanted to say I hope you're staying safe and keeping well.
:rose: x 13
 
Happy thoughts for you guys...

Congratulations on 2 years "together" :heart:

Wasn't sure when or if you would post again, but I'm glad you have. We've all missed your prose and pictures :rose:

After all... what's Lit without a few Meandering Missives? :)

חיי ואושר אחותי.! :heart:

Love - Always,
EROS :rose:


Moochienanu;92719309]Two years ago today,
An innocent message
About weather
And something hidden
Behind words
Was sent.

Two years ago today,
A man who’s heart beats,
Mind whirls
With thoughts of me,
Decided to reach out
And fan away fog.

Two years ago today,
I returned the message
And allowed metaphors
And innuendo
To abound
Between us
For months.

Two years ago today,
I met someone
Who cleared the smoke,
And allows
Deep breaths
Like never before.
 
While apart

I still need you.

A slow, deep, hard fuck
To my brain today

Even out my breathing
And then make it ragged

Lead me by the hand
Across the landscape of our bodies

Tie me with lines of text
Until I am tight against you

Bend me and break me
Under the weight of suggestions

And don’t stop
Until I am panting with exhaustion.

I need you to
Tear me to pieces with your words

Soothing each as they fall,
A soft, longing kiss to my salty brow.
 
I still need you.

A slow, deep, hard fuck
To my brain today

Even out my breathing
And then make it ragged

Lead me by the hand
Across the landscape of our bodies

Tie me with lines of text
Until I am tight against you

Bend me and break me
Under the weight of suggestions

And don’t stop
Until I am panting with exhaustion.

I need you to
Tear me to pieces with your words

Soothing each as they fall,
A soft, longing kiss to my salty brow.

Moochie! You sure know how to make an entrance (I think I just wrote that to another returnee). Unexpected turns in metaphor right off the bat. Very cool., and:

Tie me with lines of text
Until I am tight against you

Is an amazing image. I'd steal it, but you cant plagarize your friends. I may pay homage to it tho'

Yes, "homage". A much better word.
 
Two years ago today,
An innocent message
About weather
And something hidden
Behind words
Was sent.

Two years ago today,
A man who’s heart beats,
Mind whirls
With thoughts of me,
Decided to reach out
And fan away fog.

Two years ago today,
I returned the message
And allowed metaphors
And innuendo
To abound
Between us
For months.

Two years ago to
day,
I met someone
Who cleared the smoke,
And allows
Deep breaths
Like never before.
we're so lucky when we find that person aren't we?
 
I still need you.

A slow, deep, hard fuck
To my brain today

Even out my breathing
And then make it ragged

Lead me by the hand
Across the landscape of our bodies

Tie me with lines of text
Until I am tight against you

Bend me and break me
Under the weight of suggestions

And don’t stop
Until I am panting with exhaustion.

I need you to
Tear me to pieces with your words

Soothing each as they fall,
A soft, longing kiss to my salty brow.

This sounds almost as good as the real thing. You have such a way with words, I do enjoy reading them and trying to see through your eyes.
 
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