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Female Dominant, 26, POS
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Female Dominant, 46, somewhere
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Dominant Couple, 55, Orlando, Florida
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About LaDiva211
Well- I guess it is time to update the profile-though I am still not really comfortable about putting preferences on here as my feeling is that I prefer to discuss it with my partner.
Have met some lovely people on here- in real life and online. Have made my first steps in the murky waters and was really lucky. Yes- this is where I belong.
Unfortunately my location makes meeting up rather difficult- but hey ho- where there is a will......
What- or rather who is it I am looking for? Hmmm- I think I am not really actively looking- it is more that I am waiting to be found :-)
I joked with a friend I made on here (T- I hope I can call You that?) and said that In will just copy his profile and say: That's what I want- but ok -here it comes: You will be secure in Yourself and equipped with a good sense of humour as You will need that for me. You will have to be assertive and demanding-yet caring and nurturing. You will challenge me intellectually, physically and mentally. As You will expect respect and honesty from me You will show the same to me- and You will work with me on the mutual goal to become best friends, lovers and Master/slave/Dom/sub- oh- and You don't suffer fools gladly.
This jouney becomes more meaningful and more exciting each and every day- and I am glad that I have found my direction- may the journey last long and may there be a happy ending
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Thank You, Wizard!!
Being your slave, what should I do but tend Upon the hours and times of your desire? I have no precious time at all to spend, Nor services to do, till you require. Nor dare I chide the world-without-end hour Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you, Nor think the bitterness of absence sour When you have bid your servant once adieu; Nor dare I question with my jealous thought Where you may be, or your affairs suppose, But, like a sad slave, stay and think of nought Save, where you are how happy you make those. So true a fool is love that in your will, Though you do any thing, he thinks no ill.
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Autumn- in every possible way. The first storms- the leaves definitely falling, hazy mornings and cold evenings. The light diffused- time of mushrooms and berries and the musky smell of wet wood that doesn't get the chance to dry. Robins showing up again. Time for nuts and dried fruits. A time where you prefer a casserole or a stew to a salad. Time for red wine in front of a fire (ideally an open one- but what is ever perfect). Time to read Heinrich Heine. Time to reflect on things that have been and things that could have been and things that never happened- no matter how much you wanted them to happen. Time to cry over chances missed and chances never had. Time to listen to the inner voice and accept. Time to smell the earth and the salty air. Time to listen to the wind while you look out on the sea. Time to enjoy being alone and time to cry about feeling lonely- abandoned. Time to wait and hope for love to finally happen. Time to hope?
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John did this for me :-)
The Grid
Lined up on the start my heart in my mouth,
The roar of engines, the smell of oil,
Anxious about the start, the infinite variables that lie ahead,
And I look up,
And see your face,
The noise and sensation recedes,
And there is peace...
This is what is like waiting to have contact wih you,
This is the feeling of completeness I feel when we are together..
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You
Rowing towards the shore,
Battling the current,
Eyes sore with driving drizzle burning my face,
Squinting through the dark,
looking out for a beacon,
To guide me to peace,
A shadow stands out against the near-black,
Bent over against the storm,
Gazing out across the frothy sea,
One arm holding a lantern against the wind,
My guide, my beacon,
I see your face, you see mine, we exchange glances
which speak many words,
Transfixed on each other as I ride up on the shingle,
And hold you,
We are one again.
You
Rowing towards the shore,
Battling the current,
Eyes sore with driving drizzle burning my face,
Squinting through the dark,
looking out for a beacon,
To guide me to peace, |
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