October 2011
the letter
The Third Letter
Good morning, on July 7
Though still in bed, my thoughts go out to you, my Immortal Beloved, now and then joyfully, then sadly, waiting to learn whether or not fate will hear us - I can live only wholly with you or not at all - Yes, I am resolved to wander so long away from you until I can fly to your arms and say that I am really at home with you, and can send my soul...
i've never wanted this...
i’ve never wanted this. to feel the heat of your body cascading over me. i’ve never wanted your kisses to cover my whole being. i’ve never wanted to feel you scream my name. i’ve never wanted to be filled with so much ecstasy and emotion…until now. now all i want to feel is your love thrusting into me with such need and passion. now i want to scream your name, feel...
“what’s the cat to do when the mouse is begging?”
the reason...
i didn’t make this to get noticed. i didn’t make this so people would follow. i needed an escape. a sanctuary. a cocoon to hide myself in when there is no where else. this is why. this is the reason.
