|
|
|
|
|
|
|
The thought that with this limited space one can succinctly describe themselves to complete strangers makes about as much sense as judging someone from an initial opening greeting.
And yet submissives bitch about the lack of good Dominants. (Not Dominates,learn to spell)
People are complex, layered individuals, it would be easier to explain Quantum Physic than the nuances of mine or anyone elses, own nature But what the Hell, here goes
Short version
I am at times a cold-blooded, heartless, sensualist, with bursts of wit and insightful observations. Great opening, ummm?
Longer version for those who like to read
Im an intelligent, college educated, SINGLE, professional, well versed male with over 8 years of experience with submissive and masochistic women.
I enjoy women who are comfortable with their sexuality and who like to have their limits pushed. I like to take control of a woman, her mind and her body, and use her for our mutual pleasure.
I am very old fashioned and have most of the values that are long gone these days. I will get the door for you, pull out a chair for you, bring you flowers, give you a passionate kiss before you go to bed at night.
I am very positive and easy going, get along with almost everyone, and love to laugh, even at myself.
I have learned volumes from my recent relationships. High on the list of lessons is how important some of my wants and needs are to me. I cannot compromise on them. I cannot negotiate my needs into something less.
Loving someone is an absolute action. It is absolute caring, absolute acceptance, absolute adoration. Anything less than that feral passion is not going to satisfy me.
What I am looking for in a partner
I want to be with someone who not only has feral passion, but openly embraces and she shows it every chance she gets.
Be the primal woman that is inside you and you have me totally!
I am willing to patiently wait for the one that I am truly searching for.
I love to laugh out loud at inappropriate times ,
Im here to entertain, amuse, disgust, show, belittle, titillate, befriend, befuddle, confuse and otherwise enrich your life experience with the joygasm that is Me.
(*NOTE In MY homeland, they call that sarcasm-look it up)
Lets see...more intimate details, I am NOT a switch...spanking, Paddling, Whipping, Flogging, and proper use of My riding crop are all good fun...Using insert able devices on YOU? Good thing.
Attempting to use insert able ANYTHING on Me? Bring your insurance card, it wont be pretty.
Will I befriend you?
Absolutely.
I will flirt with, say inappropriate things to, swap stories with, debate with and do all sorts of generally entertaining things with you.
As long as you can deal with that without getting all butt-hurt and offended?
I can be one of the dearest friends youll ever have-to hang with, chat on the phone with, shoot pool really badly with ,I.M. with ,torture your tastebuds with My cooking skills with, etcetera
If not? I shall TRY to endeavor to get over My crippled ego.
(4 seconds tick away)
ahhhh.....there. ALL better. See?
HOWEVER
IF having any sort of sexually chargedexplicit conversation or flirtation with you means that, in your mind its headed for the white picket fence, His her towel sets and domestic bds bliss? PLEASE up your dosage and move on.
Im a Biker, and a grade-A certifiable lunatic.
What I am NOT looking for in a partner
DRAMA QUEENS, and SCBABs annoy the living crap out of me and are not welcome in my life, it is too short to waste on such.. Wow if you have made it this far, thanks for hanging in there. Now, before you build your own personal altar to worship Me upon, or make a little voodoo doll to stab pins through, or begin sacrificing chickens for ritualistic love spells to make Me yours, go back and carefully reread the profile.
Approach Me with respect, you will receive it in return.
Approach Me for friendship, it will be cheerfully accepted, no strings attached.
Approach Me with an attitude, you get it back in spades.
Attack Me or My friends in ANY way, you will get it back a thousand fold.
Approach Me with cash, youre buying the first round.
Approach Me with a hatchet, weve probably already dated.
Sneak around My page friends list to see what Im up to? Thats just creepy.
Lets have fun, kiddies.
|
|
|
|
|
Watch out now, take care
Beware of the thoughts that linger
Winding up inside your head
The hopelessness around you
In the dead of night
Beware of sadness
It can hit you
It can hurt you
Make you sore and what is more
That is not what you are here for |
|
|
|
|
"What if the Prince on the horse in your fairytale
Is right here in disguise?
And what if the stars you've been reaching so high for
Are shining in his eyes?"
If you wait too long, the fairytale Prince that is right in front of you, waiting for you to just hold out your hand, will be gone, never to return, just reach out and take his hand....
|
|
|
|
|
The Breakup
Youre leaving now
Its in your voice, your actions
There is no longer a way to hide it
It does not suprise me
To find that you planned it all along
I see it all so clearly now
Your insincerity, your cold heart
And me all starrey-eyed, and so in love
If I was wiser I would have know by now
As sure as time wears us away
This lie is over
Lost, as the love that lived inside me every day
One thing that we can both be sure of
That time will tell
If you were wrong
The brightest ring around the moon
Will darken when I die
And now youre all on your own
Inside your empty house
Youre claiming victory
Knowing you were just using me
And there is no one you can use now
When you wake, in the middle of the night
And I am not there with my loving arm around you
When you jump up in bed
And no one is there to hold you and tell you it is fine
Will you miss me, will you cry
Will you tell yourself it was worth losing it all
When you find out the Perfect one
Was the one you let go
|
|
|
|
|
A List Of 100 Things About Me - Revised Again
First 3 inherent truths about me:
A) If you ignore me, I WILL go away
B) If you lie to me once you do not get another chance
C) If you play games with me, or if you take me for granted I WILL go away
Back to our program:
1 ) I love dogs, all dogs, no exception and support the death penalty for k9 abuse, and if I ever win the lottery, would love to sponsor a no kill rescue shelter for dogs, especially English Bull Terriers
2 ) I am a VERY proud veteran of the Army Air Cavalry and a twice decorated.
3 ) I once raced motorcycles and sports cars
4 ) I own 2 classic 40th anniversary Corvettes a convertible, and a targa coupe that I am in love with
5 ) I believe in, and deeply desire, passion every day of my life, any relationship without raw passion is a hollow and is just going through the motions
6 ) I like to take naps under a down comforter on cold winter days especially when I can wake with my partner in my arms
7 ) I believe the feel of a woman sitting behind you on a Harley is the second and third greatest feelings in the world
8 ) My friendship does not come easily but I am fiercely loyal to my friends and they all know that I treat their friendship as a gift and not something taken for granted
9 ) I have a huge romantic streak and I believe in the art of seduction with women, I vividly remember and still have a deep fondness for the first girl I had a crush on
10 ) I enjoy deep serious discussions with my partner on all aspects of our relationship, I always enjoy it when a partner shares all her deepest desires and fantasies, boredom is a death I do not wish to experience
11 ) I enjoy the smell of a woman's hair when she rests her head on my shoulder
12 ) I think a long hot shower is the greatest prelude to foreplay and I think the naked silhouette of my partner by moonlight is truly arousing
13 ) I think being an ardent lover is just as, if not more important as being a good Dominant
14 ) I enjoy sitting quietly on a sofa with my partner and having her lie in my lap sleeping and I love to gently brush her cheek and watch her eyes gently close
15 ) I am a child of the night, when making love to my parner I enjoy the experience when it lasts long into the night, the next day we can catch up on sleep
16 ) In another life I must have been a Werewolf and the Fallen Angel, explains the dark streak in my writings and my penchant for erotic biting
17 ) I have earned my broken Harley Davidson wings in a crash and have a nasty penchant for knives
18 ) I briefly studied at the Culinary Institute and I love to cook and hold kink oriented dinner parties
19 ) I am endeavoring to learn Portuguese, become better in my understanding of French and revive my all but dead lessons in German (for a very special angel)
20 ) I have been dead for almost 2 full minutes, and now 2 more times, seems I can not get it right no matter how hard I try, I also desire to deeply love and be loved once again before I finally get it right
21 ) I love to kiss and I am very good at it, and I believe the perfect kiss should last 20 or more minutes
22 ) Some of my favorite books are “Immortal Poems of the English Language”, "The Prophet" by Kahlil Gibran, and "Zen And The Art Of Motorcycle Maintenance" by Robert M. Pirsig
23 ) If foreplay does not last at least an hour, it is not being done right and should always end with the words “Oh please”
24 ) I believe a woman's most responsive sexual organ is between her ears
25 ) I believe aftercare and soft personal time is a treasured art
26 ) I believe any woman who takes the time to seduce is worth every minute of a man’s attention
27 ) I believe Saturday nights are for kinky fun, Sunday mornings are for holding and laughing
28 ) I believe the back of a woman's knee is one of the most overlooked erogenous zones, and love to nibble there
29 ) I am an ordained minister and I am very spiritual, but not very religious, I believe in the Golden Rule, and I want to study Buddhism.
30 ) I love the smell of Bulgari Noir and Eternity on a woman and think it gets sexier the longer she wears it
31 ) I find a woman who is assertive in her day to day life, but submissive in her private life extremely sexy and quite arousing
32 ) Kissing, touching, and caressing is an art form that is quickly dying
33 ) Red lipstick is sexy on any woman
34 ) A woman deserves roses (even Gerbera Daisies), kisses, and passion often
35 ) I love to hear a woman say "Let Me Take Care Of You" and truly mean it, but I also love to take very special care of the person whom I am in a relationship with and always make her feel wanted and special. Tell me you want me, tell me how much you care, tell me what your world is with me in it and I am yours.
36 ) I believe those who immediately act like they own have never truly enjoyed the ecstasy of ownership
37 ) I would love to meet the Dalai Lama once before I die and ask some serious questions (God seems to put me on hold)
38 ) I am a lover of good coffee, especially with fine chocolate and I love Dove chocolate and Pretzel sticks
39 ) I believe if a Dominant needs to use the words "trust me" he has no grasp of a situation and needs to spend much more time in fostering that tust, in other words if you have to ask, you do not deserve
40 ) I, like the wolf, believes in mating for life and when the day comes that someone and I decide to be one with each other, it will be for the rest of my life
41 ) I am a post Bariatric patient that has lost over 125 pounds
42 ) I love the morning and can sit and watch a sunrise for hours or spend all morning long making love
43 ) I believe it is not wrong to desire a meaningful relationship, casual is fun, real is something magical
44 ) I still hold the door open for a lady, pull the chair from the table for a lady, and stand when a lady comes to my table, it is just the gentleman in me
45 ) I believe every kiss should have all the passion in your soul, wasted kisses are a sin
46 ) EVERY woman deserves to be treated like a true lady and pampered often, as one would a rare jewel, until she proves herself otherwise
47 ) I love to take days off from work and spend them with a lover doing something so much more productive than my job
48 ) I think sitting in front of a fireplace with a roaring fire and holding someone you care for is absolute heaven
49 ) Everything you do, good or bad, will revisit you 3 times greater. (Food for thought)
50 ) I think every woman deserves as much romance, caressing, and passion in her life as she can take (It is not dead just being kept by a select few)
51 ) I am a 4th Dan in Goju Karate and have studied for over 20 years
52 ) I have a serious clothes addiction, especially Polo, Lacoste, and live for Coach accessories
53 ) I wear Versace Blue and Bulgari Aqua colognes
54 ) I believe that a wish made while being kissed during a sunset will come true
55 ) I love gazing deeply into a lovers eyes and gently kissing her lips
56 ) Being a gentleman is an art form and not a birth right
57 ) I have studied and played the piano for over 20 years and have a 2 octave reach
58 ) I like having my brow stroked while I drift off to sleep
59 ) I like to nibble on my lovers lower lip for minutes on end and hear her soft moans
60 ) I believe a sensual rub in the right areas can cure any form of tension and will always set a very nice mood
61 ) I enjoy hearing low feral passionate moans from my lover
62 ) I love seeing my lover in sexy underwear and lingerie
63 ) I do not want to impress you with words, they are cheap, I want to impress you with me, just the me you should get to know
64 ) I love tequila and tonics and after 3 or more clothes start getting lost
65 ) My taste in music is at best eclectic, I love the music from the 40’s up to Def Lepard and the Scorpions, as well as 5 for Fighting and Bare Naked Ladies. Also the Beatles, Stones, most of the music of the 70's and 80's. I also love to spend quiet nights with my partner drinking fine wine and listening to classical music and greatly dislike (greatly) country or rap
66 ) I believe the small of a woman’s back in an overlooked erogenous zone deserving much attention, I love to gently bite the small of a woman's back just to the left or right of center (especially if she bound) and watch her arch and moan, I also love to do the same just inside each shoulder blade or run my teeth down her spine
67 ) I once played backup for Josh Radin at a NYC rock club
68 ) I flew a medical evacuation helicopter and have stayed friends with more than a few brothers I had saved
69 ) I deeply and passionately believe for all its faults we live in the best country in the world
70 ) I have had a Dominant personality and streak since the age of 16 (talk about a rough puberty)
71 ) I have been "patched in" for some time now and am fiercely loyal to my "Brothers" as they are to me and if you hurt any member of my extended family, or decide to create "issues" with me then you and I will have “unfinished business” and sooner or later you and I WILL have a face to face "discussion"
72 ) I love the look and feel of Harley leathers and have been told I have more leather in my closet than Betty Page
73 ) I do not waste my time with snobs, stuck ups, or the ever popular SCBAB, life is too short
74 ) I enjoy reading erotica, but greatly dislike reading pornography ( If the work relies on 4 letter words it is pornography)
75 ) I believe in the inherent beauty of all women, and it is a gentleman's pleasure to find, explore, and revel in it
76 ) I have seen the worst this world has to offer, and come out the other side alive, so I have a very low tolerance level for the bullshit online sites offer, I can be the best friend you will ever have, so IF YOU WISH TO BE MY FRIEND THEN BE MY FRIEND OTHERWISE JUST GO AWAY AND KEEP YOUR DRAMA QUEEN, ASS PIRATE BULLSHIT TO YOURSELF
77 ) I deeply enjoy public displays of affection in all forms by both my partner as well as myself, it fosters passion and lust in the purest forms
78 ) I am an ardent lover who believes that the longer you take to please someone it will pay unmeasurable dividends
79 ) I have the nickname "Joker" but only my closest friends know why
80 ) I have a tattoo on my left shoulder blade, and only a select few know what it is, but the women who do see it never fail to fall in love with it
81 ) My house sits on the very top of a mountain and overlooks 2 valleys, and a mother black bear walks through often
82 ) I have been above the arctic circle and have seen the aurora borealis while camping on an ice pack
83 ) I believe holding hands and hugging are essential for good mental health
84 ) I sit on my deck during snow storms and watch the deer
85 ) I adore the Christmas season and get more enjoyment out of giving someone special gifts than getting them
86 ) I burn candles and incense daily
87 ) I meditate daily and practice 2 different oriental methods of meditation
88 ) I am smarter than the average bear
89 ) A truly submissive woman, who embraces her desires is the sexiest creature on this earth
90 ) I do not suffer the company of someone who does not or will not look me in the eyes
91 ) There is very little I will not do to help a veteran, especially Vietnam veterans as I believe we still owe them so much they never received
92 ) I adore women who embrace and exhibit an active and healthy sex drive and feel neither threatened or intimidated by it
93 ) I love going down on a woman especially during a bath or shower
94 ) I believe begging is an aphrodisiac to almost any Dominant
95 ) I have made very passionate love on one of my Harley Davidson's
96 ) I have attended and was an active participant at a nude biker rally
97 ) I deeply believe experienced women are the best lovers
98 ) I thoroughly dislike indecisive people who treat D/s as some kind of experiment
99 ) I believe that I may hold the lock but my submissive always holds the key
100) Last but certainly not least, I do not love quickly or for that matter easily, but when I choose to love it is one and one only and it will be with all my heart and for a very very long time.....
To answer a question I have had about me: "Who Am I":
I am an experienced scuba diver who enjoys wreck diving, I am someone who truly enjoys cursing at rude drivers in traffic, I am a devoted brother and uncle, I am very good at my chosen profession, I am an accomplished writer and graphic artist, I am a former rugby player, I am a former EMT-P, I am intensely generous to my friends and family, I am someone who does not suffer fools but has endless patience for those who have the desire to learn from me, I am a person who loves to wear black, I am someone who truly loves to laugh at himself as much as I love to laugh at others, I am someone who believes that everyone deserves respect no matter what their job or orientation until they prove otherwise, I am a former type 2 diabetic who is gratefully in remission, I am someone who deeply believes in love, and lastly I am your worst nightmare, and a f'ing cold hearted snake if you choose to hurt me or someone I love, there are always debts to pay.
Thank you for patiently reading about me!
Bon chance |
|
|
|
|
The Battle For Our Minds
Every one of us, in one way or another, is put to the test every day of our lives. We fight our day to day battles without giving it a second thought. But there are the battles we fight by ourselves night after night after night, never having the benefit of our loved ones or friends to help us or give the slightest degree of comfort.
I am, as one very good friend describes, a Death Warrior, in my life I have had to face my own death three times, and each time I beat the bastard back down. I refuse to let him take me before I am good and ready to go. I look at it as being lucky (very lucky), I have always been quite lucky when I go to the casino’s ; but it only lasts for the first 30 minutes I am there. I see this experience with death as just me being lucky in the first cosmic 30 minutes of my life (I was shot twice while I was In the service and got very lucky there also). I know in my heart that one day my streak will end andI have to admit, I have been feeling as if my lucky streak is rapidly coming to a close.
The battles I alluded to are the demons we fight every night, the one’s that Scrooge called “a legion of hobgoblins” that come out to play every night. They are the most heinous pack one can imagine, there is the demon of doubt, the demon of primal fear, the demon of second guessing, the demon of reproach, and the worst, the most hideous of them all, the demon of regret. We fight with these and others every night, they show us no mercy, and there is never a place to hide. They rob us of sleep, they steal bits and pieces of our lives, they take some of our fondest memories and turn them into nightmares. I have been raging a war so violent lately, I feel as if they are finally winning. I refuse to take comfort in a bottle of pills that numb my mind and for a very short time keep the demons at bay. The choice is mine and mine alone to face them, because I know they never go sway and will wait until I am at my weakest to attack. I fight them because, each battle, win or lose I am a better person, a more caring person, a better friend, and a truly deeply caring individual. This is not possible without facing my own demons.
One day, and I do not know when, I will lose my battle with the demons and with death, but I know no matter who in this life chooses to physically or emotionally hurt me or do injury to me, I will fight the good fight. I know that I will do my best against the demons inside me and the demons others choose to set upon me. The only question I have for anyone who chooses to set anything upon me is, are YOU ready to deal with that demon when I kick its ass and send it back to you, three times stronger and three times more pissed, three times the horror you set free?
“Won’t you look down upon me Jesus
You’ve got to help me make a stand
You just got to see me though another day
My bodies aching and my time is at hand
And I won’t make it any other way” |
|
|
|
|
What an incredible weekend!!!!!!!
Got to go and meet friends.seriously play and party, debauchery, body modification, and a world of fun and games on top of a dinner last night that would kill!!!
Bobby thanks for the hospitality, BadGirl your a sweetie and what a great student, Giggler, my wonderful "Trophy sub" you were fantastic and now I know how you earned your name, and sharing your bed was a pleasure (though now we are common law in quite a few southern states). Bobby, please get me an upload of all your pics and I will do the same, if your numbers are right we have quite the family ablum from this weekend alone...
I have not had that much play time fun in more months than I can even remember,
You all are the best and I can't wait until the next party (maybe at my house this time). |
|
|
|
|
I could love you.
Build my world around you
Never leave you
Till my life is done
Come into my arms.
Let me know the wonder of all of you |
|
|
|
|
Sometimes when life proves you right and all the doubts about something you had all fade away, it is a VERY GOOD THING!!!
Tonight life it just good and for the first time in a long long time I got to truly laugh |
|
|
|
|
I have been there when the demon took everything I held dear from me and left me empty and lamenting
But....
I am still here standing on my own, o look the demon in the eye and say
"You broke the boy, the man is ready to fight again"
|
|
|
|
|
Just Another...
You go through life on your own terms.
You never take the time to look around you.
You have your agenda, your plans, your own rules.
The days come and the days go.
You live in your shell, doing OK, but never very well.
You have the desire, the fire, the deep seated want.
You have your friends, all good people, but nothing closer.
What will you do?
Will you continue to overlook life's blessings because they do not fit, or they are not "perfect"?
Will you stumble in the darkness when one offers light?
Your future is all your own, but to be alone, liked but never loved, to be "just another ....".
When all you need to do is open your eyes and take the gift life has put right in front of you?
There is no fault in being strong, but one day when fate decides you have used up all the chances she is willing to give you, all that strength and the blinders of time, will just leave you cold, old, and alone
|
|
|
|
|
My True Love
I've been here all your life
Watching your lonely game
You are the heaven in my lonely world
You are my one true love
So tall, so high above the rumble of thunder down below
And if you want a lifelong dream
That can take us anywhere
That can wipe away the tears of yesterday
We will kill the pain
We can blow away the memories of the tears we cried
Take away the cold from my heart
Give me what I hunger for
I was yours before the stars shone above
You were destine to be mine
I could have saved you all the pain you knew
And I won't make you cry
I will love you for the rest of my days
I will adore you for all of my nights
You are and ever will be my one true love
*This piece is written and dedicated to 2 and ONLY 2 women. My first, true, deep and SINCERE love who is no longer with me, and the next one that has yet to grace my life.
|
|
|
|
|
The Fantasy That Never Was
When he thought of her, the first time they met on that fateful date. He wanted her, before then, before the meeting and the dinner she was already in his mind. He wanted to feast on her, to take everything she had to give and then take just a bit more. He wanted to make her scream with passionate desire and wanton lust until she had no more left to scream for.He lusted for her smell, her taste, the soft angelic sound of her voice, the soft white flesh of her breasts, and the hot white flesh of her thighs. She was late, this only added to his anguish and fueled his lust, the flogging would be a bit more intense for her lack of respect. They met, he finally took her and she was going to be his. He put the blindfold on her, and the cloth bag over her head tied at the neck, and bound her hands behind her. She was completely in the dark and terrified, he drove for what seemed like hours before stopping. He pulled her out of the car, tore off her blouse and skirt, he took out his blade and removed her bra and panties. She was then led across the damp grass, thrown to the ground, and felt each of her legs being tied. She realized she was being staked to the ground and her terror grew, he cut the bonds on her wrists and pulled her arms out as far as they would go, the moan that left her throat was unmistakable. When she was finally staked spread eagle he reached between her legs, as suspected she was gushing wet, "We both knew this is what you really wanted" he said. Then came his fun, his ultimate pleasure, he removed the sharpest blade he owned and began to run it along her skin, cutting without cutting, she writhed and moaned in pleasure and agony. He continued to trace every inch of her skin, allowing the tip of his knife to linger every time it found its way between her legs. She was straining wildly at the ropes, so he added a noose around her neck and tied it to another peg, she was exposed and now completely at his mercy. He then took the sharp tip of his blade and traced each nipple, down her stomach to her pussy, he rested the sharp tip directly on her clit and began to wiggle the knife gently. Her screams tore through the night but there was no one to answer her, he brought her to the brink of ecstasy more and more but never let her orgasm once. She took the punishment and torrid feral moans sprang from her lips. He suddenly cut her loose and threw her over his shoulder. He carried her over to his lush bed, laid her down on the crisp clean sheets, then reached over and turned off the lights. Somewere in the middle of the night, among the countless sounds that one hears in a country night, was one that was different, one that did not belong but did not get noticed by anyone who might have heard. A simple but very clear "Oh God, Oh Dear God, YES!" |
|
|
|
|
Do you see the one in me,
The one that hides from the light
The wicked one that craves and hungers to come out
The one I have kept locked so deeply away
He is the one who want to take you
He wants to take your body
He wants to reign down on you exquisite agonies of pleasure
He craves to hear your feral cries of lust
Do you see him
Do you crave his touch
His bite is only the surface of the Hell within him
|
|
|
|
|
Thursdays had been special for some time but now just painful reminders of what was and what will never be....
"Sunny afternoons that made me feel so warm inside
Have turned as cold and grey as ashes
As I feel the embers die
No longer can I walk these paths for they have changed
I must be old, the sun is gone and I think it's going to rain"
|
|
|
|
|
Lost Souls And Regrets
I always looked forward to spring and summer
The prospect of new life and deep growth
But this year is different, this year will be empty
I have lost 3 precious souls from my life that I will not see again
Sasha Monster and Arthur, 2 caring loving wonderful dogs, souls that have left a deep mark on me
And my little one, never to know the softness of her skin or the touch of her hand again. Never to know that part of me still grows within her, never again to know the smile, the laugh, the love.
|
|
|
|
|
Sometimes things are said in the heat of anger that are rarely meant, often mis-spoken, and always regretted.
It is a shame when it occurs
I know the feeling is only one way, but I will love you for the rest of my life.
A Poet's soul can be bruised, rarely broken. |
|
|
|
|
The winds of my life have cast me adrift
I am neither where I want to be
Or am I getting closer to a place where I wish to end
There is no place in the world for a romantic
Our time passed ever so long ago
I know in my heart I can make it better
But I am powerless to even try
I feel trapped between this life
And the life I was meant to live
I wonder if having the desire to care for one
Just one special one, is even worth the dream
I want that life I always hoped for
The soft kiss of my beloved when I am home
The ache in my heart when we are apart
Two lives, one dream, each making the other whole
Sometimes I believe in my soul I was born 200 years too late! |
|
|
|
|
I understand and accept there are things we must experience in our lives
I will never understand why inestimable heartache and sorrow needs to be two of them
Nor will I ever understand how someone ever said "that which does not kill us, only makes us stronger"
I do not feel very strong right now, just tired and alone |
|
|
|
|
Tonight as I sit and wonder many things
Why I have taken certain roads in my life
Why have I been fortunate enough to avoid others
I remember those who are no longer part of my life
I am grateful for the friends who bless every day
We take so much for granted each and every day
We do not know for certain what miracles will grace or leave our lives
I do know one thing and I have to say it grieves me each time I let myself think of it:
"The truth is the first and sadly the most precious casualty in our lives"
|
|
|
|
|
I am me, no more, yet no less
I long for the days gone by of long warm rides
My heart aches for the carefree hours spent on my bike
I deeply miss the endless miles through all the states we saw
I remember as if it were yesterday, the adventures, the misadventures and the faces of every single person we met along the way
I miss the one’s who have departed my life, their friendship and love
I am me, no more, no less
I feel first with my heart and then with my mind
I do not judge, unless I am judged
I will give all there is, until there is no more
If you choose to be part of me and be the one in my life
I will be your dearest friend, lover, and ardent admirer,
until my time here is no more…....
That is me, no more, no less.
|
|
|
|
|
Where Love Dies
A thougtless deed, hurtful words, resentments deeply felt,this is the start.
Pride does not allow anything to heal, the simple words that could do so much, are never spoken.
Each one wanting so much to go back but neither willing to bend and admit it, neither one wants to appear weak.
Each one knows that one simple act of pure affection will cure so many sins, so so much hurt.
Both holding the door to their hearts open, but knowing no one will be there.
Both allow the feelings to fade, the treasured memories to be pushed out of their minds, the familiar feel of the others touch and sweet taste of their kiss to be abandoned.
This is where it happens, a place darker than the deepest night, a place colder than the grave, more quiet and empty than a tomb, bereft of any warmth or emotion other than sorrow, this is the place where true love dies....
|
|
|
|
|
I reached for sleep and drew it round me like a blanket muffling pain and thought together in the merciful dark. |
|
|
|
|
I have been there with the demon
I have been there when the demon wanted me go full speed ahead and common sense told me to slow down
I have been there when the demon says "take the risk" when it is best not to
I have been there when the demon says "go with her" when you can see disaster in the future
I have been there when the demon told me to "just give up" when trying was the best option
I have been there when the demon told me "forget what she needs" when my heart and soul knew she needed me
I have been there when the demon constantly reminded me just how alone one person can be
I have been there when the demon and his minions have turned others against me and those I love so dear
I have been there when the demon knocked me to the ground, laughed at me, and told me I would never be loved again
I have been there when the demon took everything I held dear from me and left me empty and lamenting
But....
I am still here standing on my own to look the demon in the eye and say
"You broke the boy, the man is ready to fight again" |
|
|
|
|
The Him You Have Never Met
Even wnen we are so many miles apart you live inside me
You invade every corner of my mind, my heart, and my soul
The more I try and push you out so I can do my work
The more you come back stronger and deeper
Like a splinter in the very essence of my being
A constant reminder of the love for you I carry
We say so much, yet so much goes unsaid
Not out of hiding or deceit or dishonesty
But out of a deep loving mutual respect for each other
Do you see the one in me,
The one that hides from the light
The wicked one that craves and hungers to come out
The one I have kept locked so deeply away
He is the one who want to take you
He wants to take your body
He wants to reign down on you exquisite agonies of pleasure
He craves to hear your feral cries of lust
Do you see him
Do you crave his touch
His bite is only the surface of the Hell within him
|
|
|
|
|
Contemplations and Observations
A very dark, cold winter morning find me driving again
Moonlight showers my car like falling rain
A lonely long drive just thinking of you
When will I see you again?
Soft, low music fills the car
I can't stop thinking about you
The soft morning light dances
With the wind and the sky
The sun will be rising again shortly
But my mind is consumed, thinking of you
With only the moon as my friend
Fire starts to fill the sky
The clouds run with the fleeing night
The warmth of the new day caresses me
But there is a chill in my heart
From the waiting and wondering about you
Each time seems longer and colder than the last
And even as your scent lingers with me, I think
"Nights are forever without you"
You own my heart, I have given it gladly and freely
I trust you to treat it like a treasure and be a wonderful caretaker
To spend my days caring for you, and having you care for me, are the dreams that both haunt my soul and give me the strength to make it to the next day I will see you
For me, my happiness knows but one thing....you |
|
|
|
|
The Path To True Happiness
1 When she walks away from you mad = [Follow her]
2 When she stares at your lips = [Kiss her]
3 When she pushes you or hits you = [Grab her and don't let go]
4 When she starts cursing at you = [Kiss her and tell her you love her]
5 When she's quiet = [Ask her what's wrong]
6 When she ignores you = [Give her your attention]
7 When she pulls away = [Pull her back]
8 When you see her at her worst = [Tell her she's beautiful]
9 When you see her start crying = [Just hold her and don't say a word]
10 When you see her walking = [Sneak up and hug her waist from behind]
11 When she's scared = [Protect her]
12 When she lays her head on your shoulder = [Tilt her head up and kiss her]
13 When she steals your favorite hat = [Let her keep it and sleep with it for a night]
14 When she teases you = [Tease her back and make her laugh]
15 When she doesn't answer for a long time = [reassure her that everything is okay]
16 When she looks at you with doubt = [Back yourself up with the TRUTH]
17 When she says that she loves you =[she really does more than you could understand]
18 When she grabs at your hands = [Hold her's and play with her fingers]
19 When she bumps into you = [bump into her back and make her laugh]
20 When she tells you a secret = [keep it safe and untold]
21 When she looks at you in your eyes = [don't look away until she does]
22 WHEN SHE MISSES YOU = [SHES HURTING INSIDE]
23 When you break her heart = [the pain NEVER really goes away]
24 When she says its over = [she STILL wants you to be hers]
25 When she reposts this bulletin = [she wants you to read it]
26 Stay on the phone with her even if she's not saying anything
27 DON'T let her have the last word
28 NEVER call her hot - Pretty and beautiful is SO much better
29 Say you love her more than she could ever love you
30 Argue that she is the best girl ever
31 When she's mad hug her tight and don't let go
32 When she says she's ok don't believe it, talk with her - because 10 yrs later she'll remember you
33 Call her at 12:00am on her birthday to tell her you love her
34 Call her before you sleep and after you wake up
35 Treat her like she's all that matters to you
36 Tease her and let her tease you back
37 Stay up all night with her when she's sick
38 Watch her favorite movie with her or her favorite show even if you think its stupid
39 Give her the world
40 Let her wear your clothes
41 When she's bored and sad, hang out with her
-Let her know she's important
42 Kiss her in the pouring rain
43 When she runs up at you crying, the first thing you say is; Who's ass am I kicking today baby?
|
|
|
|
|
For the one,
"I may not always love you
But as long as there are stars above you
You'll never need to doubt it
I'll make you so sure about it
God only knows what I'd be without you"
|
|
|
|
|
"Well heaven surely knows
That packages and bows
Can never heal
A hurting human soul"
So to all my dear friends here , for this Christmas/Holiday season,
I wish for you:
Love and deep deep happiness in the coming year
May heartache never knock on your door
May your wallets and friendships grow fat and keep your lives filled with happiness
May the new year find you healthy, saft, loved, and your heart filled with inestimable joy
May any mountains you have to climb be nothing but "speed bumps" on your road to true happiness, and
May we all be here the same time next year with tales of our good fortunes throughout the year, laugh at the mistakes we made, and enjoy the company in our lives.
Merry Chistmas, Happy Holidays, and the most joyous prosperous New Year possible for each and every one of you.
|
|
|
|
|
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies,
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meets in her aspect and her eyes
Thus mellow'd to that tender light
Which Heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impair'd the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress
Or softly lightens o'er her face,
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
And on that cheek and o'er that brow
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,—
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent.
Lord Byron
|
|
|
|
|
If you need defenses I have failed in my task of reaching the heart that beats so truly.
If you feel the ground swell that is the raw passion of absolute submission, I have done well,
If you are ready and willing to submit to the primal needs hidden so deep in your naked soul, I am ready to be your guide to that place where only angels dare to look. |
|
|
|
|
My Christmas Wish...
Wrap me in the gossamer dreams of happier days
Make me feel secure in what we have
And wishes of days to come
Help me to break free of the madness
That this world provides
Tell me that you want from me
All my heart and soul can give
Give me all the passion in your soul
And with it all the pleasures two can endure
Let me rise to the apex of joy only you can give
While I take you along for the journey to our future
Be mine.... |
|
|
|
|
Men judge generally more by the eye than by the hand, for everyone can see and few can feel.
Every one sees what you appear to be, few really know what you are.
Niccolo Machiavelli
"Take care of the luxuries, and the necessities will fend for themselves" |
|
|
|
|
The wait for the her:
As the days pass, ever so slowly
I wait for her, patiently, quietly
She is in my mind and my soul
The thought of her invades me every day
I try to get through a day without thinking of her
But is seems a useless and fruitless task
Each of her kisses stole a piece of my soul
Each embrace shattered another bit of my wall
Her voice haunts my waking and dreaming hours
Every day, hour, minute, second without her
Drags on my mind and soul as if it were a lifetime. |
|
|
|
|
The Night, The Dark, And Our Own Worst Enemies
Sometime in the dark recesses of the night, when sleep is not a friend to us, when the minutes of the night seem to drag on forever, we become our own worst enemy. These are the times when our past creeps back into our lives and torments us worse than any nightmare our minds can conjure up.
Doubts, fears, insecurities of all shapes and sizes tear into our minds like the meanest hobgoblins of a horror film. And does this wonderfully intelligent brain we possess help us to defeat these night stalkers, no it feeds them, it nurtures them, and becomes their closest ally in confronting our sanity.
Lost loves, lovers who have flown, decisions made and deeply regretted, things that should have been done or said that were allowed to fall to the wayside race through our minds at warp speed, giving us the feelings that we will never get our damn lives straight or ever see true happiness again.
How many of you reading this right now are saying "Been There, Done That"?
Well, this veteran of the all night walk the floor club, has some thoughts on the subject. We can not change the past, we can not undo the bad decisions, and with very rare exceptions we will never get to tell that person what we should have said in the first place, so why even try?
Find someone in your life right now, a good friend, a current love, one who you desire to be more than what they are right now, and have the courage to look at them in the eye and let them know what is in your heart. Believe me this is no easy task but killing a monster never is, but once the first step is taken you find the demons that seem to roam freely in the night, are less and less frequent flyers in your bedroom.
"We can never know about the days to come
But we think about them anyway
And I wonder if I'm really with you now
Or just chasing after some finer day
And tomorrow we might not be together
I'm no prophet and I don't know natures way
But I'll try to see into your eyes right now
And stay right here
'Cause these are the good old days"
|
|
|
|
|
I want to devour you,
Sharp fangs of sheer lust, consuming every ounce you have to give
And then demanding more, leaving nothing but the empty shell of the spent but satisfied lover
Panting, pleading, begging for more
yet unable to endure one single additional second
ps Once ignored, one goes away |
|
|
|
|
"If all you search for in life are the diamonds,
You most certainly will miss the pearls"
Poet 10/20/08
You are indeed the lucky one, you escaped the Wolf
But what did it cost you? What is the cost yet to come?
You have tasted his lips, smelled his scent, felt his bite.
You have experienced a fraction of his deadly passion.
The small twinge in that hollow place in your stomach is only the start.
As the hours, days, weeks go on it will grow,
Insidious and as deadly as a cancer it will begin to consume you
The fire that began as the innocent ember of the first kiss will begin to rage
Until the time when it will be all you can do to control it.
And then, only then will you realize just what you have so carelessly given away. |
|
|
|
|
Just backing off for a bit,
I will be here, you can always find me in my seat in Poet's Corner, pull up a chair and have a nice talk, no games, no players, no fakes allowed.
Be well, be safe, take time to have a happy life, love the ones in your life deeply, embrace your passions with all of your soul, and most of all may the angels be with and protect you all.
K |
|
|
|
|
"The stars speak for lonely blue hearts and lonely blue hearts never lie"
The boy, the one who holds all the hopes and dreams, sits and wonders
He allows himself to daydream and drift on the wings of the angels that watch over him. He thinks of a time long long ago when the world was a bright and colorful place to be, when every morning was a new adventure, when love was all he knew.
Then he seems to fall back, he is no longer floating but falling, back to the present. His soul feel heavy and all he sees is the ones who hurt and take so much joy doing so. Suddenly his heart is heavy and he is tired, so he once again says the prayer that gets him through "Dear God, when dear God will it be my time again, being ignored is the worst feeling in the world " |
|
|
|
|
Warm summer days rapidly fading away
Thoughts of you walking down the sand
Alone but never lonely, content with the birds
Your dreams and desires flow like the waves
Maybe once in the myriad of dreams in your world you might think of me
A friendship that might have become more but
for lack of attention waned
I look back with a certain degree of sadness
We will always be friends, but what could have been, would have been wonderful!
Dear God do the games never end ? |
|
|
|
|
Reflections
So much, so much I would like to write.
All that I have seen and experienced since I came here. The wonderful people I have met and the true friends I have made, both close by, some far away, and one who is now in the distant shores of Italy. One who has seen unspeakable horrors in her life.
Then there are the others, the flaming haired witch who was only interested in the parking meter on her bed, the slave who was anything but, though she was a great actor, the liars, the fakes, and sorriest of all, the ones who really did not know what they really wanted and played without thinking about the consequenses.
So much I would like to write, the emotions, passion, and heartbreak that romance novels and pirate stories are made of.
It bring to mind something a very good and truly wonderful friend told me:
"Maybe that place was not meant for one such as you"
maybe they had a point.
Yes indeed so much I would like to write but maybe I just better not.....
Because sometimes just sometimes I hate this whole mess....
After a time you may find that having is not so pleasing a thing as wanting, it is not logical, but it is true... |
|
|
|
|
A warm sunny fall day, a nice shiney Harley Davidson, a whole day to myself and lots of gas in the tank, time to get lost I think!!!
Maybe I will be back and then again Key West has been in my dreams lately...a lot..... |
|
|
|
|
The saddest sound of all'
Is the beat of a single forlorned heart.. |
|
|
|
|
Every Good Boy Deserves Favour
"I don't think I have ever seen
a soul so in despair"
"Watching and waiting
For someone to understand me
I hope it won't be very long"
The inner child, the little boy waits and wonders at all he has seen in this world. He listens to the people around him and asks the questions he is expected to ask.
But he also thinks and yearns, a burning that never goes away, a yearning that haunts his days and invades the deepest sleep, when will someone, anyone truly understand and finally love all there was to ge had.
|
|
|
|
|
A Wise man and his son sat talking one day,
The son looked up at his father and said
“What is it father, what is stronger than iron, And has the strength to defeat armies, yet is more fragile than a butterfly’s wing, Is treasured by all who covet it, But squandered those who have received it?”
“Is it love father?”
The Wise man looked down at his son and said,
“No my son though that is a very good answer. It is trust my son,
something once lost can never be had again,no matter how hard one tries to get .it back” |
|
|
|
|
WARNING THIS MIGHT MAKE YOU THINK
Ok, I have been keeping my mouth shut for quite a while now, but enough is enough. This is for the a-holes, the game players, the wanna-bees, and any of the rest of the scum I have missed. There are some here who are nice, genuine, sincere and just looking for friendly connections or maybe a little more. So those of you who love your little head games should back off. Go back to your pathetic little holes and leave the decent members of this community to their business, because it is hard enough without your infantile imbecilic garbage. I have made some good friends here and value each and every one, but I have also met the worst sludge that lives at the bottom of a septic tank, and I have made a point of pointing out each of you, and will continue to do so. The decent members will continue here so watch out the rest of you because this is a small world and sooner or later your little games will catch up with you.
I apologise to those who come to my journal to read my works for this diatribe, but it was long long overdue. |
|
|
|
|
You see through me as if you have known me in another life
You see the hurt, pain, and anguish that hides itself from the rest of the world
You see the power and feral passion that is in my soul and only seen deep in my eyes
You show your soft side when you see
through the veil to my sometimes tormented heart
You let me know there is at least one lone voice who hears me
You are my friend and I thank you with the sincerity of the little boy inside who loves hugs and just being held by one who cares. |
|
|
|
|
Do you see me,
Not the tender words
Not the picture on the page, but me
Can you see past the words
Look into the eyes that long to see you
Feel the beating of the heart that races
when I talk to you
Feel the arms that long to hold you and
never let you go
Can you see the pain and ache of one who
simply wants to be held by you,
One who desires to kiss your soft, tender lips for hours
Can you see the one who dreams of our bodies entwined, becoming one, bound yet free
Or is it just the words, those word that become hollow and empty without you to share the passion that lurkes behind them
The words, the curse that fills the empty hours in the dead of night
|
|
|
|
|
One theory of soulmates was that humans originally were made up of four legs, four arms and a single head made of two faces.
Zeus, fearing their power, split them all in half, condemning them to spending their lives in search of their other half...the one to complete them.
Which means some of the unfortuante souls will spend eternity roaming with the fallen angels while the lucky who have not yet found the one to make them whole again have the eternal hope of the Gods.
|
|
|
|
|
Alfred Lord Tennyson wrote, "Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all"
My guess is that Alfred never lost....
Love is never like the fairytales,
Love breaks our hearts and screws up our lives
Love has caused wars and good men and women to die
Love can give us the most intense joy imaginable or the deepest sorrow one soul can ever endure
God in his infininte wisdom has given us the choice to love or build walls to hide behind and stay safe from love
Love is the greatest and most precious gift one human can give to another, yet some let it slip away without even a second thought. How silly and fervently we lose what we never see.
Take the time, open your eyes, drink and feast on all that life has to offer us, and just maybe if you are lucky and blessed, you will see what someone has laid bare at your feet for the taking.....
|
|
|
|
|
When was the last time someone held your hand and looked so deep into your eyes you felt them in your soul ?
When was the last time someone kissed your lips softly like the lilt of a butterfly ?
When was the last time someone rubbed the small of your back while whispering in your ear "I adore that you are mine" ?
When was the last time someone gave you that look, the one that says you are and always will be safe with me ?
When was the last time someone looked at the curve of your breast, the shape of your back, the splenor of
your face and smiled just taking in your beauty ?
When was the last time someone looked into the deepest depths of your heart and just said "thank you for being you" ?
When was the last time.....? |
|
|
|
|
"I wander through the night
And search the world to find
The words to make it right"
Seems to sum up the life of a Poet.
|
|
|
|
|
As the days slip by and from my life
I find the hopes, dreams, desire, and sadly passion slips from my heart.
Some closer to me than they know let it fall by the wayside and others who could own my heart contently take no notice.
What generous opportunities life lays before us that we so blindly pass by.
B, do you miss any of it at all ? |
|
|
|
|
Sorry for the lack of any new writings, someone took the time to report my profile/journal so I have been locked out. Critics and psycho's, go figure. |
|
|
|
|
Who is SHE?
She brings the blinding sunlight to the darkness of my life,
She brings the heart warming smile to the sadness in my soul
She brings beauty and grace to a world bereft of elegance
She completes me body, mind, and soul
She calms the madness that is life, She is my reason and rule for life
Who is she, she is the submissive flower, one who should be cherrished, admired, and adored, who chooses bring everything she has to offer into my life. |
|
|
|
|
For Tina,
Sometimes my friend you remind me that all the garbage that goes on here is a very small blemish on the face of life
K |
|
|
|
|
It has been my pleasure to meet some wonderful people here on CM and I hold all my friendships close to my heart.
But like quite a few of you of late I also had the unfavorable experience of knowing a submissive with the emotional depth of a teaspoon and the devotion of a single minded mattress surfer.
I encourage all who have reached that pit of dispair in their souls to just hold on to the slim notion that there are real people here, with honest ideas and genuine emotions, as well as the bridge jumping trolls, both Dom and sub. |
|
|
|
|
Sometimes when it is dark and quiet
Sometimes in the middle of a cold silent night
Sometimes when I have too much time to think
Sometimes when my mind wanders to better times
Sometimes, I just miss the laughter... |
|
|
|
|
It is now official....
November, the one and only...
STONE PONY !!!!
Maybe just maybe the start. |
|
|
|
|
So early it's still almost dark out.
I'm near the window with coffee,
and the usual early morning stuff
that passes for thought.
Then a thought of you enters
my still waking mind
I am flooded with all of you
your looks, your smile
Such beauty that for a minute
death and ambition, even love,
doesn't enter into this.
Happiness. It comes on
unexpectedly. And goes beyond, really,
any early morning talk about it. |
|
|
|
|
Here is the deepest secret nobody knows
Here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
And the sky of the sky of a tree called life
which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide
And this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
iI carry your heart
I carry it in my heart
Love can cost us all we are
Love can cost us all that we ever shall be
Yet it is only in love that we will ever be set free. |
|
|
|
|
What a miraculous thing our hearts are
Just one special look from one we love and they make us feel like we can soar above the clouds and touch the Gods
A look at a new born child melts them into a puddle
The voice on the telephone from and adored partner will make them race at a locomotives pace
A passionate kiss from that special someone will make our heart beat so hard we think it will explode in our chests
But a scowl from the one we love will make our hearts drop
And the rejection of one who is deeply and truly loved will cause us grief to where we think our hearts are irreparably shattered and torn and our souls cry with indescribable never ending agony
Lastly and not in the least, the loss of one we adored, brings darkness, emptiness, despair, and loneliness so profound we surely believe we shall die from our heartbreak
To go on and endure is the noblest action a single human being can do and no braver undertaking exists on this Earth.
So here is to all those who's hearts are torn and broken and endure day after day in this maelstrom called life.
Thank God we have a heart to feel, melt, soar, and yes even break. |
|
|
|
|
Looking back now it seems so clear
I had it all when you were here
You gave it all
And I took it for granted ... |
|
|
|
|
Of all our human emotions Love and Hope are the most resilient
We can be hurt beyond comprehention,
Lied to until we think our beliefs have been shattered,
But we carefully and tenderly take our love and hope and store them deep inside us where they will be safe.
Then one day when we meet someone who feels just right
The person who takes the time to light the fire of passion
The ember that was once love in our life is fueled by hope
And the raging wildfire that once was life surges again.
So guard the ember, keep the feelings of hope safe and secure until you are smiled on by God and the angel you so
long for sweeps you off your feet and makes you swoon....
|
|
|
|
|
I was recently having a talk with a friend from here and what was or was not on profiles. I said that I was astounded by the number of people who use the word "expert" on their profiles. Now I do not pretend to know it all, but it seems to me that someone who has the word "expert" many many times in their profile, is only an "expert" at talking about how much they "think" they know.
It only takes one instance where the expert does not know something to turn them into the village Idiot.
A good friend of mine, who is also a Dominant on this site, has one simple line in his profile but is speaks volumes, the true measure of an expert.
"Facta Non Verba" whis is loosely translated
"Actions Speak Louder Than Words"
"That which we think we know, is only a single grain of sand on a vast beach of knowledge to which are truly ignorant of" |
|
|
|
|
Again I have to say, it has been my pleasure to meet some truly insightful people. I had a chance to have dinner and some very deep conversation with a woman who is as wise as she is beautiful.
Thank you Princess for showing me how useless, useless people really are.
And any Saturday will be a date!!
K |
|
|
|
|
When it all becomes the same
When it all sounds like the one before
When you have given it as much thought as a tired mind can give
When all is said and done and all your left with is yourself
It is time.....
"When two hearts race, both win" |
|
|
|
|
A look from her eyes can cause one unimaginable pain or unbounded joy
The briefest smile can warm the coldest heart or kill without warning
Her skin soft as liquid velvet can soothe the roughest touch
Her laughter can melt even the hardest heart.
Her kindness unparalleled.
When she walks into a room every eye is on her flawless fashion.
She is the epitome of class and grace wherever she goes.
One look at her says when she falls in love it is forever.
When she chooses the one she will submit to, it is complete and without question.
She is a lady.....
|
|
|
|
|
A soul without passion or love is a tried and tired soul indeed.
But a soul without emotion, caring, remorse, a shread of human decency, or conscience is one of the most dangerous creatures to walk the earth.
I have noticed an abundance of the latter around here lately. |
|
|
|
|
A warm end of summer's ride down the Jersey shore in a Corvette with the convertible top down,
The company of a beautiful woman, who also is a wonderful friend.
Sitting on the beach with a bottle of wine sharing stories and lots of wonderful laughs at things and people in our lives
A beautiful dinner at a nice seafood restaurant.
Lastly a long ride home with the top down under a star filled sky, her head on my shoulder nodding in and out of sleep....
Sometimes God smiles on us....
“kon ban wa” |
|
|
|
|
When he thought of her, the first time they met on that fateful date
He wanted her, before then, before the meeting and the dinner she was already in his mind.
He wanted to feast on her, to take everything she had to give and then take just a bit more.
He wanted to make her scream with passionate desire and wanton lust until she had no more left to scream for.
He lusted for her smell, her taste, the soft angelic sound of her voice, the soft white flesh of her breasts, and the hot white flesh of her thighs.
She was late, this only added to his anguish and fueled his lust, the flogging would be a bit more intense for her lack of respect.
They met, he finally took her and she was going to be his. She took the punishment and not one sound came from her lips. He carried her over to his lush bed, laid her down on the crisp clean sheets, then reached over and turned off the lights.
Somewere in the middle of the night, among the countless sounds that one hears in a country night, was one that was different, one that did not belong but did not get noticed by anyone who might have heard.
A simple but very clear "Oh God, Oh Dear God, YES!" |
|
|
|
|
She is the light that stands out of the darkness of the nigh
Her every move a ballet of song against the blackness
When God created her, he looked down on her and said to himself "Well Done" and felt pride
The sheer beauty of her looks when I see her steals my breath and I am for a hearts moment unable to move
The sparkle in her eyes when she casts them upon me imprisons my soul and all at once I realize I am hers
The face that inspired a thousand Troy warriors to their death pales in comparison to her
Her hair, her smile, the elegant way she carries her sculpted body all add to her portrayal of a complete lady
As I gaze upon her my thoughts drift and I am filled with such a feeling of want, to be with her, to make passionate love to her, to own her.
I would battle Charon and the Cerberus at the gates of Hell for her
The fires of perdition's peaks would not keep me from her
Our love would make the Gods envious, our passion would make the fallen angel blush with anguish
A love so pure, so real as ours would be the muse for bards to write of men who would die for such a love.
Her submission would be complete, my domination of her would be without question
The two would become one forever for the ages... |
|
|
|
|
She rises with the sun, her hair glimering with the daybreaks light. She lies next to me watching me sleep wondering what I dream of and where my dreams take me. I slowly wake as she leans over to kiss my cheek and whispers "good morning my love", I am once again taken by her sheer beauty in the morning light. The memories of the night before flood our memories at the same time as we both smile at one another. Her submission was total and complete, reminders of the previous night are all about the room, we laugh as we realize all we could do was fall into each others arms and sleep when it was all over. I reach behind her neck and taking a handful of her hair bring her close and kiss her the way she loves and needs to be kissed, she gently and softly moans with delicate desire. I look deeply into her eyes and simply say "you are my light and my life"...
Give me all the earth and sky
And at the same time add a new dimension
Half the truth is of no use
Give it all, give it all to me
I can stand it
I am strong that way
Give me all night
Give me the full moon
And if I can't take the whole of you
Give it to me anyway
Give me all night
'Till the last star fades
And if you can't take my heart and soul
Take it from me anyway
Take all my breath away......
|
|
|
|
|
I count myself as one of the foutunate people here, I have been able to make some very good friends.
Lately I have received more than a few messages regarding recent journal entries and some issues I
have had to deal with.
First and foremost to all of you who wrote me about my entry on Rolling Thunder NJ, thank you for all the kind words from the bottom of my heart, you feelings and wishes are one of the
shining examples of what makes our country the greatest in the world.
Secondly those who wrote me about other issues, thank you for bringing laughter into a less than happy situation, but especially to the two friends who came up with the absolute best descriptions "submissive trailer trash barbie" (well hardly a barbie) and her counterpart "ratdom".
The laughs you caused cured more than you know. |
|
|
|
|
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens over her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
And on that cheek, and over that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!
|
|
|
|
|
This past weekend it was my privilege and pleasure to ride in the Rolling Thunder NJ ride to the Vietnam Memorial in Holmdel. It was a chance I look forward to every year to pay tribute and say a simple thank you to all the men and women who served in that war but never got the recognition they truly deserved. As some of you know I was a combat medic and then a medical evacutation helicopter pilot in Desert Storm and spending time with my military brothers and sisters is one of life's joys to me. I actually ran into one of the men we evacuated and he put his arms around me and for the umteenth time just said "Thank you and if you ever need someone just call me", that is absolute friendship. After the ride was over and many of us wound up in a local bar (go figure bikers hanging out in a bar) we all started swapping stories. Also some of you know I have had a issue with a "Dominant" from here who does not know that he should not touch what does not belong to him, and that story came up during our discussions. Some idle boasts and idler threats were bantered around by men who had too much Jack but somthing rather appropriate was said by an older vet and I would like to share it:
"All of us 'boys' went to fight for our country and were forced to play with big boy toys like guns, rockets, bombs, mines, and missiles. We left the best part of our childhoods in the jungles and desserts far from home. Then there were those 'men' with their little boy toys, who got to stay home play with themselves and relive their childhoods by playing with their comic book 'dolls' or should I say 'action figures', and hide where it was safe and secure, playing make believe games with floggers and other toys, thanks to those of us who went to fight". Never knowing the meaning of honor, duty, or character and never really knowing what it meant in the world of real life. He then reminded me that this person now had unfinished business with a veteran and a biker and that no matter what, I would always have someone who would watch my back that I could trust with my very life.
He also told me that cheap sluts come and go but unfinished business never just goes away. I am truly blessed to have both biker and military brothers whom I can always rely on.
Thank you for reading this rather long but very special entry, remember our vets they are all VERY special and unique people. |
|
|
|
|
I see you and there is so much I want to say to you so you will see me
What are the words that move you
What can I say to stir the emotions in your heart
Can I put the right words together to move your very soul
Can you see into me through my words and will your armor melt away to allow you to be mine
I write day after day but you never seem to see me or take notice, beautiful thoughts of you and I flood my waking hours
Long walks on winter swept sandy beaches would have been ours, winter nights with our naked bodies holding each other just basking in the glow of the fire
One day you might finally see me here and let me know that you feel the same way and love will shine again in the life that has become so very cold |
|
|
|
|
Come with me and share the hour of the wolf
Feel and experience the passion in my heart
Taste the hunger that rages in my breast
I want to be with you, I want to drive my teeth into the soft tender flesh of your neck,
I want to consume yourvery soul.
Surrender yourself body, mind, and soul and let me take you to places that only bad girls dream of and good girls are scared to death of
I long for the sweet taste of your mouth, the tender feel of your breast in my hand, the pulsating of your erect nipple in my mouth.
And as I slowly ever slowly ride my nails down your naked stomach
the low growl that will eventually become the raging moan when my
finger slides between your legs.
Be mine now and for the seasons to come...
|
|
|
|
|
The hour of the wolf is the hours between night and dawn during which the wolf is said to lurk outside people's doors.
In Swedish and Finnish folk religion it is the hours when most people die and are born.
It is the hour when the sleepless are haunted by their deepest fear, when ghosts, demons and nightmares are most powerful.
So the next time you find yourself bereft of sleep, lonely, and on the streets during the hour of the wolf, beware those of us who are beset by the curse of the wolf, and hunting.
|
|
|
|
|
Hello old friends, I have come back to where I started from.
Betrayed, and knocked down but far from out.
She was right about one thing, she was no lady..... |
|
|
|
|
Come into my world
Let me bask in your glow
Together we can touch the stars
Both as one, we can set each other free.
The hunger will feed us both and neither
The darkness our friend, the night our guide |
|
|
|
|
Do you see me,
Not the tender words
Not the picture on the page, but me
Can you see past the words
Look into the eyes that long to see you
Feel the beating of the heart that races
when I talk to you
Feel the arms that long to hold you and
never let you go
Can you see the pain and ache of one who
simply wants to be held by you,
One who desires to kiss your soft, tender lips for hours
Can you see the one who dreams of our bodies entwined, becoming one, bound yet free
Or is it just the words, those word that become hollow and empty without you to share the passion that lurkes behind them
The words, the curse that fills the empty hours in the dead dark of night
|
|
|
|
|
There are some who bey at the moon and wonder "If ever"
There are those who gaze at the moon and wonder "Only If"
Then there are the lucky ones who have the moon laid at their feet, but are too short sighted to even take notice.
Just a friendly bit of advice, life moves like a runaway freight train, take the time to notice, what you see when you open your eyes might suprise and even shock you.
K |
|
|
|
|
Do I miss thee,
Ask me if I would give my life's breath
For just one more day with you
And my answer would be one hundred plus ten thousand times
Yes...... |
|
|
|
|
Give me your secrets, share them with me and we will make your most private dreams come true. Let me be your guide to those places you only dare dream of in the darkest realms of your fantasies. Pledge your heart, your soul, and your unfettered passion and I will pledge my all to be the one you have been waiting for, the one to set you free. And when the morning dawn breaks and we find outselves in each others arms, tired and spent you can smile in the knowedge that all your secrets and dreams are safe and secure with us and you leave as you entered my life, as a Lady. |
|
|
|
|
Time is the most sadistic of Masters
Fate is the cruelest of Mistresses
Anticipation and Desire are the most coveted and darkest of human emotions that time, fate, or anything else short of Death cannot steal.
The primal grip of deep, dark,
ultimate desire and the mind stealing fear of infinate waiting, is the MOST exquisite agomy life can give us.
But always remember, that most often wanting and the waiting is vastly more pleasurable than actually having.....Know Thyself
Your voice is the splinter inside me
While I wait |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
| |
|
|
| |
| Age: 32 |
| Boise,
Idaho |
|
|
|
| |
