“How many slams in an old screen door? Depends how loud you shut it. How many slices in a bread? Depends how thin you cut it. How much good inside a day? Depends how good you live ‘em. How much love inside a friend? Depends how much you give ‘em.”
Shel Silverstein

I have missed being here on Tumblr….. writing, reading, learning, visualizing, laughing and crying, but most of all I have missed you, all the people I call and know as my friends. Even though we have never met in person that changes nothing about what each of you, my friends, mean to me…….

I have been writing on my WordPress sites and blogs,  and on FetLife ~ more personal perhaps which was what i had been needing….I have been going through many life changes over the last few months, which is why I have been away ….Tumblr was becoming more picturesque of almost nothing but sex and as those of you that know me, those are things near and dear to this kinky erotic girls heart……but I needed to clear my head and that was not going to do it…. It complicated and distracted my thoughts …..

I will be here again, once my life has the balance it and I am working toward, getting closer everyday to walking without stumbling, expressing without being defensive, listening without disappointment and fitting back in to myself….not that things have been bad, by any means, they have been life altering….  and worth every step and misstep…. I have missed my friends here and hope to have not been forgotten but if i have, hello, my name is Sleep inside my soul…..or green eyes…or just …~k !  I hope all is well with everyone and i do see how creative you’ve become and how therapeutic writing still is….as i breeze through when i get the chance….see you soon….and until then….keep writing and dreaming and most of all living your dreams…..each of you are special and I am so glad to know you…until we “see” each other again……..be well

xoxo ~ k

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agentlemanandasavage:

Gentleman Savage

i always reblog this picture……his hands embrace, seduce and please…both of them……

agentlemanandasavage:

Gentleman Savage

i always reblog this picture……his hands embrace, seduce and please…both of them……

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being called a good girl is almost as seductive as anything else a Master/Dom can do….or say……its so endearing and heartfelt…..sighs…..its what every good girl hopes to hear, doesnt she?

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To be like “a bird in a gilded cage” is to live in luxury- but without freedom- yet to be without a different type of freedom…its the final sacrifice, remaining who and what you are .and reminding us that freedom is what we make it….something that allows us to surrender to…..and ever have we felt more free…… K

To be like “a bird in a gilded cage” is to live in luxury- but without freedom- yet to be without a different type of freedom…its the final sacrifice, remaining who and what you are .and reminding us that freedom is what we make it….something that allows us to surrender to…..and ever have we felt more free…… K

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haughtyspirit:

“Every flower is a soul blossoming in nature.” 
― Gérard de Nerval
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Thou art a flower, dear heart, a fragrant flower And I, the wandering, hair-clad, amorous bee. ‘Mongst all the regal beauties of the bower, I seek but thee. I feel the ivory of thy petals fair Brush lightly on my belly as I woo And I would sting thee, if I did but dare, So sweet you are. I suck the honey from your dewy bowl And drunken mad, with wild, delirious bliss, Within your cup, I yield to you my soul And drink your kiss…. ~Author Unknown

haughtyspirit:

“Every flower is a soul blossoming in nature.” 

― Gérard de Nerval

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Thou art a flower, dear heart, a fragrant flower
And I, the wandering, hair-clad, amorous bee.
‘Mongst all the regal beauties of the bower,
I seek but thee.
I feel the ivory of thy petals fair
Brush lightly on my belly as I woo
And I would sting thee, if I did but dare,
So sweet you are.
I suck the honey from your dewy bowl
And drunken mad, with wild, delirious bliss,
Within your cup, I yield to you my soul
And drink your kiss….
~Author Unknown

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if You wake and feel that sense of being alone….that sad sense of loneliness that You have recited with a quiet whisper in my ear….please come to my bed and let me take that feeling away from You….i will hold You so close…with adoration i worship You and i will always be there when You need me…..because that…is where i want…and need… to be.
Your devoted slave….~k

if You wake and feel that sense of being alone….that sad sense of loneliness that You have recited with a quiet whisper in my ear….please come to my bed and let me take that feeling away from You….i will hold You so close…with adoration i worship You and i will always be there when You need me…..because that…is where i want…and need… to be.

Your devoted slave….~k

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words that were not said out loud
and thoughts that have yet been expressed
only depth of green eyes and a soft gentle smile 
where reflections from the soul You owned
always told You what You cared to know
~
Feeling my every thought
 knowing my self inflicted fears
You captured tears before they had a chance to fall
And needed no words at all
To know how deeply I am missing You
~
My eyes might be closed
Yet still….You always know 
When i need You the most
And its then You reach out
And comfort me  As only You can 
for only You understand
what We truly are 
~ and into my soul only You can see
That You are my heart, still….. 
You are everything to me ~ K

words that were not said out loud

and thoughts that have yet been expressed

only depth of green eyes and a soft gentle smile

where reflections from the soul You owned

always told You what You cared to know

~

Feeling my every thought

knowing my self inflicted fears

You captured tears before they had a chance to fall

And needed no words at all

To know how deeply I am missing You

~

My eyes might be closed

Yet still….You always know

When i need You the most

And its then You reach out

And comfort me As only You can

for only You understand

what We truly are

~ and into my soul only You can see

That You are my heart, still…..

You are everything to me ~ K

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~ To love someone deeply gives you strength. 
Being loved by someone deeply gives you courage ~Lao Tzu
~ To love someone deeply gives you strength.
Being loved by someone deeply gives you courage ~Lao Tzu

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His hands touch me in places that had been left unexplored ~ they touch me in places once thought too far to reach ~ they soothe my being and caress my soul ~ they are His as am I~
leaving no single part untouched ….especially my heart.….~k
His hands touch me in places that had been left unexplored ~ they touch me in places once thought too far to reach ~ they soothe my being and caress my soul ~ they are His as am I~
leaving no single part untouched ….especially my heart.….~k

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passion flows….surrendering only to those who know how to embrace its desires……… ~k

passion flows….surrendering only to those who know how to embrace its desires……… ~k

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life goes on….memories remain …..just as they should…..~k

life goes on….memories remain …..just as they should…..~k

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neveradrymoment:

Your smile…
Always…
Consumes me

and your friendship never ends…….in my mind and heart….k

As night comes to seduce me
Whispering desires of far off places
The ones that can only be reached 
In my dreams 
Touching my cheek
Soft and tender 
I surrender
my body
To sleep as I quietly whisper
You, always consume me ~k

neveradrymoment:

Your smile…

Always…

Consumes me

and your friendship never ends…….in my mind and heart….k

As night comes to seduce me
Whispering desires of far off places
The ones that can only be reached
In my dreams
Touching my cheek
Soft and tender
I surrender
my body
To sleep as I quietly whisper
You, always consume me ~k

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Sands of time
Days and years passing by
Moments remembered
To linger upon
Or be grateful for
Having
Even if
Just once
Counting good fortune
Making it through
The less than perfect
Leaving a pathway
To return to
Or to remember
How far the journey truly was
Truly is
To be
Copyright © 2011/ all rights reserved

Sands of time

Days and years passing by

Moments remembered

To linger upon

Or be grateful for

Having

Even if

Just once

Counting good fortune

Making it through

The less than perfect

Leaving a pathway

To return to

Or to remember

How far the journey truly was

Truly is

To be

Copyright © 2011/ all rights reserved

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You are the warmth that runs through me
 the tears streaming down my cheeks
And with every breath I breath You in  ~k

Aries, this made me think of you
You are the warmth that runs through me
 the tears streaming down my cheeks
And with every breath
I breath You in  ~k
Aries, this made me think of you

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You are my home. the peace of mind i always hoped would be mine ….a place where i can thrive and grow….in silence or sound…bound to what is most necessary as i continue to open my arms outstretched and free to expand my sense of self…..a shelf no longer tucks me away  hidden in my cocoon….i now have room…..to breathe….~k

You are my home. the peace of mind i always hoped would be mine ….a place where i can thrive and grow….in silence or sound…bound to what is most necessary as i continue to open my arms outstretched and free to expand my sense of self…..a shelf no longer tucks me away  hidden in my cocoon….i now have room…..to breathe….~k

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