Portland, Oregon I am a creative Urban Renascence Woman both practical and whimsical. I believe in going BIG. I believe in taking pride in what you've done...so I sign my work.
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It is the times.. when there are too many thoughts and the words are jumbled on an exit ramp waiting to get out times...when words just don;t work... times when I need someone who knows me well to be there and keep me safe from myself and my self destructive paterens until I can move past it and the words start to trickle and then flow You may never know how much I needed you right then... We may never know what is it you saved me from... but you did... and I am thankful and I can say so now that words again flow.
I need to smell you... Hold you.. Listen to you ... With my hands I want to **** your mind And taste our memories.. .in my soul I want to slap you on the *** take the back of you hair press any disbelief right out of you I want to love you so hard that I see that moment when you totally let go... As you stare deeply into my eyes ...and then eat chocolate.!
"Elegance is the only beauty that never fades.... -Audrey Hepburn
I beg to differ... there are many beauties..... such as... the intensely knowing glance of someone who has known you... intrinsically... The glance that let's you know that there are things deep inside of you, that have never changed. It's the look that identifies the links in your histories, and that reveal your very core. The look that says I still see you... with acceptance and understanding... That fleeting momentary look ... whether seen throughout a lifetime. ... or a lifetime ago.... That look, acknowledges a basic truth of who you really are. Acknowledges, that you are truly known...outside of yourself. It transcends decades and inspires both fear and awe in me.... and I think that is beautiful!
What about you? What moments do you live for? What is your "never fading beauty?"
The concept of enough had been buzzing around my head lately. Who is enough? What is enough? Where is enough? When is enough….well…enough? I puzzled indirectly, wondering…asking …scheming … pleading …demanding ….enough Enough time? Enough love? Enough money? Enough Beer? Well enough…never is. There is NEVER enough! Enough said!
That tragic moment when I finally settle down and realize... I am upset over the idea of our relationship ending... rather than the suffocation of it. We both had become tired and lazy and selfish with our understanding and withholding...everything resenting...everything It had been way too long... since we kissed... circumstances... were extraordinarily difficult from the very beginning... never really letting up for very long and they took a heavy toll... eventually we each spun inward unable to communicate without offences. So... We each began letting go insecurities ran rampant it became too hard too hold on so we let go... a little bit at a time first, of our desire then our ability to believe. ..in Us and what we had was special to be real. No one got what they wanted No one is solely to blame To me... that is the true tragedy.. what we could have... should have been That is where my true sadness lies. jammed between the should haves and could haves I hope we each find our comforts. I wished SO much... Believed so hard... That someday I would find you... That when I did I didn't see all the cracks... Now it seems the search begins again... I am left to find someone like you.
I touch your skin on this hot summer night just a finger tracing the lines my tounge just tasted misty memory of a **** gone wild and a passion now sated my breath calms as the tension eases the world stops spinning I love our summer evenings playful and intense stratigic emmeshed lingering soulful and hot