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	live for yourself, be true to you no one can be a better you than you. I am looking for those who know who they are and know that game time is over. Life can be complicated until you are set free. When you get trapped in lies then freedom can become hard but not impossible to break from.

7/10/2013 6:37:18 PM

I hear you calling me from my sleep and slumber

Where are you hiding, I am waiting for your appearance.

You have awaken my deep desire, my need to be yours only

I feel you calling me and I am seeking your touch, your direction.

My desire for your chocolate smooth skin close to mine, knowing

it is meant to be as our skin, emotions and soul intertwine.

I understand you have been calling me for what seem like

all my life, I've heard you calling, seeking beckoning to me.

Come to me for my desire for you has not weaken over time.

I will know you as you will understand me when we join each

others company.

When you come to me I will know you as you speak, as you look into

into my eyes, then your touch will seal our being.

1/7/2012 9:18:24 PM

I found this in someones Journal and thought it lovely..

There is something about~
Being pushed up against a wall, face first~
Cheek resting on rough wallboard~
Breath caught in your throat~
Listening to the growling in your ear~
And trying to remember your own name~

There's something about being~
Pushed up against a wall~
Your back flat up against it~
Staring straight into eyes that see through you~
Swallowing hard~
Waiting for your heart to start beating again~

There's something about~
Being made to crawl across the floor~
To a seated Man, staring into your eyes~
Not letting you not look at Him~
Not letting you stumble~
Drawing you to Him without a word~
Trembling, a whimper caught in your throat~

There's something about~
Being pulled up by your hair~
Feeling that hand slink up your neck~
Into your tresses, close to the scalp~
Grabbing, gripping it, guttural sounds emitting from His lips~
The pain not nearly as strong as the urge~
To cry or bite a hole through your bottom lip~

There's something about~
Being bent over the back of a chair, without warning~
Without pretense, without question~
Having your skirt flipped up, cool air hitting hot skin~
Your cheeks blushing, with the same color of your ass~
As He warms it with the striking of the palm of His hand~
The tears you cry not cooling you~
The tears you cry because He has found you~

There's something about~
Those words He uses~
Those names He calls you~
Those phrases meant to elicit a response~
And you do respond~
All of you responds~
And your body betrays you, always~

There's something about~
Being thrown down and taken~
Not against your will~
For your will is to be there~
To please, to submit, to offer, to relinquish~
And you cry out for breath, for more, for Him~
And you know you are home~

There's something about~
Being dragged into the shower~
Forced to your knees~
Hissed at for silence~
Growled at to be still~
And awaiting the flow~
That you know~
Marks You as HIS~

There's something about~
Kneeling quietly beside Him~
Your body reddened, coated, tired~
Your mind silent, for once ~ for a time~
Your head bowed, your eyes closed~
Your lips quivering as His fingers touch you~
Your submission, unquestioned~
Your Peace at Hand.

8/12/2011 5:01:08 PM

Sir, you have a way of wooing me back into your world. You have a way of making me long for your face, hands, voice, your smile. Taking me back to our times together creating the warm feeling of comfort. Yeah, you do that to me. I still cling to the chain, the crown, the shirt you gave me. See I do think of you and miss you. Only you have a way of commanding me even when your not asking for anything. Just speak or send me some communication and my mind is back to you, my body is feeling you, yes you left and invisible imprint in my mind and body. I did not realize it until I got your messege. I find myself still connected to you. Yeah, imagine that, I did not realize it. I can remember the times between you and I. Sweet, tears, pain and tenderness. I miss you, sadly I miss what you gave me and the place you wanted to see me grow to. I did not know how much my heart fell for you. Sometimes you get a second chance at being. Will it be for me? Only you have the answer to the question and make no mistake about it. I know what I miss.

6/16/2011 8:21:12 PM

When will the games stop and the truth in you began. Oh have you discovered that now is the time. That as you play time marches on. I yes I have made mistakes and been decieved into a web that has covered me yet I seek freedom. I seek truth in that I am true to you. Are you able to trust me in knowing that if you are the one I will do what needs to be done. I am seeking for the chains of this web to stop so I can be free. Free to love the one who believes in me who has been seeking me and will set me free. Freedom is a word that can be misunderstood. I seek the freedom of this trap to freely serve you. Not just in sexually service only but free to see that smile on your face as I submit to you. No, you see my submission is my gift to you. More than sexual but in, cooking your favorite meal and watching the smile play across your face as you eat. Some would say submisson is bondage but when given to the one who is worthy it is joy. Understand the joy of knowing the true meaning of I got your back. I will not let anything or anyone harm you. That is given by the One who understands the meaning of joy and exchange. Are you understanding , have you read between the lines and know what the cost of being in control brings? If you don't see what is in this writing then move on you are not the One and I wish you well as I wait.

5/17/2011 4:04:46 PM

Love I am waiting for the time. I can wait for I know what can lay ahead. I am glad you know the inner me. Some have just scanned the outside not taking the time to view the inside. But you never do that to me. Sometime I am afraid of what is truly inside wanting to get free.

12/14/2010 11:25:48 AM

Love so easy to speak and so hard to understand. Love is sometimes waiting when you don't want to, or have to, when you have to look inside and find patience. Love is knowing that I want you even when it seem I am far from you. Love is being my strength when its hard for me to know I have any. Love is me trusting that what you said to me is the reality and not what I see. Love is me knowing that seperation is a tempory state that is needed at times to improve what I seek for in the future. Love is how hard, how bad and how real do we want the future. Sometimes it takes a fight to stay grounded yet in the end it can be worth it. Love is do you believe. (written by Babygirl-T) Quiet but never really silent.

5/24/2010 3:33:31 PM

It is great when you reconnect with one that knows you. One who you can be yourself with. My sweet one always has a way of finding me. His laugh is like honey when you crave something sweet. His words are like water when you happen to need something for the thirst. You are forever in my heart and you know me best. Kisses for you are always seeking to find me and never forgetting that I will find you.