“His voice touches places inside me like someone moving through a house, flicking light switches. … And even if it was dark and there was shellfire or an arctic gale blowing, I’d still be able to understand him, because our thoughts nestle against each other, like pigeons on a wire.”–Geraldine McCaughrean, The White Darkness
~
and in response she sighs…..quietly in the dark
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
His voice
Whispers in her ear
Yet
She hears him
Deep down
Deep
Inside her soul
His words
Wrap around her throat
Taut and firm
Claiming her
All of her
She opens her desires
As he steals her inhibitions
Along with her innocence
……… She sighs quietly in the dark  ~k
“His voice touches places inside me like someone moving through a house, flicking light switches. … And even if it was dark and there was shellfire or an arctic gale blowing, I’d still be able to understand him, because our thoughts nestle against each other, like pigeons on a wire.”–Geraldine McCaughrean, The White Darkness
~
and in response she sighs…..quietly in the dark
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
His voice
Whispers in her ear
Yet
She hears him
Deep down
Deep
Inside her soul
His words
Wrap around her throat
Taut and firm
Claiming her
All of her
She opens her desires
As he steals her inhibitions
Along with her innocence
……… She sighs quietly in the dark  ~k

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I am calmed by your touch And warmed by your heart That I carry with me Always all that is You Flows through me Embraced by your presence I am sated once more ©k

I am calmed by your touch And warmed by your heart That I carry with me Always all that is You Flows through me Embraced by your presence I am sated once more ©k

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beautiful-blue-eyed-girl:

I’m very wild at heart💙

as any girl should be……..

beautiful-blue-eyed-girl:

I’m very wild at heart💙

as any girl should be……..

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neveradrymoment:

My inspiration…
My love…
My life…
My dreams..

neveradrymoment:

My inspiration…

My love…

My life…

My dreams..

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neveradrymoment:

Goodnight lover…

I said Awwww outloud because not only is the post from one of my dear friends that has stayed in my mind…. and a few other places…..all these years……but because its tender and touching and sensual and erotic and the way things should be …..cupping her breast ever so lightly he listens to her breathe and she thinks of this evening that they shared, not being able to close her eyes because she is afraid once she does …she will wake, finding it only a dream………..   sweet dreams my handsome friend…..thank you for sharing such a touching beautiful post   ~k

neveradrymoment:

Goodnight lover…

I said Awwww outloud because not only is the post from one of my dear friends that has stayed in my mind…. and a few other places…..all these years……but because its tender and touching and sensual and erotic and the way things should be …..cupping her breast ever so lightly he listens to her breathe and she thinks of this evening that they shared, not being able to close her eyes because she is afraid once she does …she will wake, finding it only a dream………..   sweet dreams my handsome friend…..thank you for sharing such a touching beautiful post   ~k

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“By night, Love, tie your heart to mine, and the two together in their sleep will defeat the darkness”  ― Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets 

the two together ….could defeat anything that came their way…as long as their hearts remained entwined…. ~k

“By night, Love, tie your heart to mine, and the two
together in their sleep will defeat the darkness”
Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

the two together ….could defeat anything that came their way…as long as their hearts remained entwined…. ~k

(via beyourpassion)

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my my where have i heard this before?
it was…when you looked into my eyes and whispered something in my ear…..such as this will be how i will spoil you for anyone else….ever ….

my my where have i heard this before?

it was…when you looked into my eyes and whispered something in my ear…..such as this will be how i will spoil you for anyone else….ever ….

(via awphuque)

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it would be real….tangible….and falling asleep beside you would not only be nice …it would be something to dream about …..from that moment on….



the-panttz:

It really would.

it would be real….tangible….and falling asleep beside you would not only be nice …it would be something to dream about …..from that moment on….

the-panttz:

It really would.

(via awphuque)

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she was coaxed
out of her cocoon  so afraid to appear from fear of knowing it was time to come alive …..and where would the wings that she had received  carry her if she didn’t want to fly away, this time ~ k
“A season of loneliness and isolation is when the caterpillar gets its wings. Remember that next time you feel alone.”  ― Mandy Hale,  The Single Woman: Life, Love, and a Dash of Sass

she was coaxed

out of her cocoon  so afraid to appear from fear of knowing it was time to come alive …..and where would the wings that she had received  carry her if she didn’t want to fly away, this time ~ k

“A season of loneliness and isolation is when the caterpillar gets its wings. Remember that next time you feel alone.”
Mandy Hale, The Single Woman: Life, Love, and a Dash of Sass

(via armchairoxfordscholar)

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and once tasted, He could not get enough of her sweet delicious gift to him….and in return he promised to forever lick her lust until she begged him to stop ……she smiled knowing…she may beg but not to stop…….ever ~ k

and once tasted, He could not get enough of her sweet delicious gift to him….and in return he promised to forever lick her lust until she begged him to stop ……she smiled knowing…she may beg but not to stop…….ever ~ k

(via forbiddenpleasures)

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No one can stop the river of your hands, your eyes and their sleepiness, my dearest. You are the trembling of time, which passes between the vertical light and the darkening sky. Pablo Neruda
“But I don’t want comfort. I want poetry. I want danger. I want freedom. I want goodness. I want sin.” — Aldous Huxley  –
I want to say it as i reflect upon my own words reading back to me~ Salacious desire, this fire inside…… Awake and passionately alive Intertwining a reality where only you and I know…… Narrowing inwardly, the far off Distant places only you and I …go…. ~k

No one can stop the river of your hands,
your eyes and their sleepiness, my dearest.
You are the trembling of time, which passes
between the vertical light and the darkening sky. Pablo Neruda

“But I don’t want comfort. I want poetry. I want danger. I want freedom. I want goodness. I want sin.” — Aldous Huxley

I want to say it as i reflect upon my own words reading back to me~ Salacious desire, this fire inside…… Awake and passionately alive Intertwining a reality where only you and I know…… Narrowing inwardly, the far off Distant places only you and I …go…. ~k

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“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.”   ― Pablo Neruda,  100 Love Sonnets 
"Intimacy is the foreplay to everything life and a partner can offer you….embrace the ability to unleash every breath as you are spoiled by the most primal act…..2 becoming one through whispers, nouns and verbs performing in unison and ending in perfect harmony" ~  k

“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.”
Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

"Intimacy is the foreplay to everything life and a partner can offer you….embrace the ability to unleash every breath as you are spoiled by the most primal act…..2 becoming one through whispers, nouns and verbs performing in unison and ending in perfect harmony" ~  k

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“so I wait for you like a lonely house till you will see me again and live in me.Till then my windows ache.”

 ― Pablo Neruda,  100 Love Sonnets 

"will you live in me? opening the windows to my soul and appeasing the ache i feel when you are so far away……empty for now I lay in wait…til the house is alive with the scent of sensuality and laced in erotic intimacy….til the smell of your skin and our sex lay and lingering upon my sheets embracing every breath I take …. the way a house, should feel when you are there …..…..as I await the next time you fill me, taking one ache away as you leave a nefarious ache behind in its place …..until we see each other again…..til then…..My windows ache”  ~ k

the pic and poem i posted here in the past ~ but this….is the here, the now,  and the future…

“so I wait for you like a lonely house till you will see me again and live in me.Till then my windows ache.”


Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
"will you live in me? opening the windows to my soul and appeasing the ache i feel when you are so far away……empty for now I lay in wait…til the house is alive with the scent of sensuality and laced in erotic intimacy….til the smell of your skin and our sex lay and lingering upon my sheets embracing every breath I take …. the way a house, should feel when you are there …..…..as I await the next time you fill me, taking one ache away as you leave a nefarious ache behind in its place …..until we see each other again…..til then…..My windows ache”  ~ k
the pic and poem i posted here in the past ~ but this….is the here, the now,  and the future…

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erospainter:

in the end..it is always words…..that undress you

~”words have a way of penetrating the mind….finding their way into your soul, your heart …..they bury there, deep inside….salacious words, the type that make your thighs tingle and your eyes shine……as you open both in response to sentences of decedent behavior, more aware than ever of what is awaiting you, in darkness or light, it matters not…..words can be spoken day or night…whispered as softly as your lips will finally feel pressed upon his, when his tongue twirls inside opening your mouth, finding you are as wet as you have ever been as under and upon his breath have made you anything he wanted you to be…..words, telling you how beautiful you are, even if only in his eyes…words, tearing at your clothing until you are his prey, stripped bare…..words, opening your legs as your pussy becomes his to lick caress and own…..words, softly encircling your neck, you brace yourself for what comes next …..for in the end…it is always words…that undress you” ~ k

erospainter:

in the end..it is always words…..that undress you

~”words have a way of penetrating the mind….finding their way into your soul, your heart …..they bury there, deep inside….salacious words, the type that make your thighs tingle and your eyes shine……as you open both in response to sentences of decedent behavior, more aware than ever of what is awaiting you, in darkness or light, it matters not…..words can be spoken day or night…whispered as softly as your lips will finally feel pressed upon his, when his tongue twirls inside opening your mouth, finding you are as wet as you have ever been as under and upon his breath have made you anything he wanted you to be…..words, telling you how beautiful you are, even if only in his eyes…words, tearing at your clothing until you are his prey, stripped bare…..words, opening your legs as your pussy becomes his to lick caress and own…..words, softly encircling your neck, you brace yourself for what comes next …..for in the end…it is always words…that undress you” ~ k

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“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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