The Window

The Window 

Here I am again, on the outside looking in. The door was ajar, but only for a brief moment. No allowance for me to enter. Leaving me to press my nose against the foggy window. Blurring my vision, making it hard to see inside. Weather changing to winter and it's getting colder. The skies matching my sullen mode. Trying to warm my soul, with pleasant memories of before. I'm locked out, but I don't want to leave. So I stay vigilant at the foggy window. Waiting to be invited in. 

Interior

Interior 

When you look at me, what do you see? Can you see the treasures and secrets I possess inside? Or do you only see my visually, pleasing exterior? 

Is it worth it to you, to go beyond the surface? Dig deeper and expand what you think you know of me? I can't promise you'll love everything you'll find there. I can only guarantee that it's true. 

I'll let you meet my demons, if I can trust you won't use them against me. I don't have many, but sometimes they gang up on me. 

Would you allow me to take a look inside, of you? Trust that I could accept all of your layers? Let me appreciate the nooks and crannies you keep hidden in your darkest corners. 

Would you let me look your demons in the eye? Trust me to help you try to fight them away? I know that by your side is where I'm meant to be. 

Wanting You

Wanting You 

The only thing I want, when you walk through the door. Is your hands all over my body, nothing less but certainly more. I've been waiting for this moment to see you, all day. My yoni has been throbbing and growing wetter, than the bay. 

Bello, take control as you press me against the wall. Your passion is so overwhelming, feels like I may fall. Let me unzip your pants and free the hardness growing inside. Lift me so I can wrap my thighs around you and take a ride. Your mouth on my breasts, I'm screaming out your name. The way you're fucking me so deep and hard, driving me insane. 

I'm cumming oh so hard, but it doesn't mean were done. I slide down to my knees to please you with my tongue. A moan escape your mouth, your fingers grip my hair. My excitement grows with every slurp, cause I love it when you stare. 

Tell me what you like. Tell me you want more. You lay me down on my back and fuck me on the floor. You're loving how wet I am and mold around your cock. As long as you're willing to give, I'm taking all you got.

I can't get enough of you. You feel so sublime. I'm pulsating, you grow more rigid and we cum at the same time.

For a Moment

For a Moment

If I could give you my eyes, for a moment. You'd see all the passion in you, that I do.

If I could trade hearts with you, for a moment. You'd know with no doubts, all the love I'm willing to give you.

If you could read my mind, for a moment. You'd find infinite thoughts and memories of you.

If you could feel my soul, for a moment. You'd find I've never felt more connected to anyone, before you.

If you could hear my prayers, for a moment. You'd hear of all the happiness, I want for you.

The Chair

The Chair 

The chair in my room, holding a memory of me and you. Tealights illuminating, casting shadows and setting the mood. You enter to find me dressed in your favorite piece, with boots reaching mid thigh. Ready to please you in every way, you can imagine. Do what you will.

You make me bend over, elbows on the seat of that chair. Causing my back to arch, making my ass even more inviting. Your firm hand, giving my ass a mighty smack. Oh! It stings so good! Next comes another smack. Then another and another.

 My nipples so hard, they could cut glass. You slip a finger inside and feel how wet you're making me. I'm begging for you to slip inside. You deny my request, for you want me dripping nectar. 

Another smack. Yes! I love it! Smack, smack! My moans of pleasure arousing you to no end. You slip a finger inside, then two. In and out. In and out. My honey heavily coating your fingers and trickling down to your palm. You feed your fingers to me to lick them clean. 

Inside of me you thrust deeply. Grasping my hips. I'm calling out your name and begging you to never stop. You smack my ass again, causing me to cum so hard all over you. You grab a handful of my hair as you climax too. 

Oh that lucky chair in my room. Holding that memory of me and you. 

May I?

May I?

Would you mind if I came closer? Close enough to breathe in the sweetness you breathe out? May I undress your body the way we undressed each others mind? I want to see all of you. Discover if you trust me with your vulnerability. 

Do you possess the same desire I have for you? Longing to have you live inside me. My walls throbbing, warm and 

wet around you.

Would you mind touching my body the way you touched my soul? Lay me down with my thighs parted. Beckoning your fingers to stir my honey. Your mouth covering my erect nipples, causing my back to arch. 

The kisses you lay upon me, take my breath away. I need you. Need you inside me. A moan of pleasure escapes my lips as you enter slowly. The way we move together, in harmony. Never had I felt anything so perfect. 

Do you feel me coming to my peak? Your deeper and faster thrusting, causing me to grow wetter and wetter. I can't contain it any longer. I'm exploding and pulsating around your shaft, bringing you to your peak. 

May I lick you clean? Cum down my throat and try to quench this insatiable thirst I have for you.

Waning

Waning 

Rain falling, mocking my mood. Feeling drained and defeated. Limbs heavy and my body aches. Tired, but sleep eludes me. When it does visit my domain, it brings no solace. 

It's said, when everything seems to fall apart, what's in store for you is falling into place. Trying desperately to keep my faith, that I'm on the correct path. Praying I keep what little is left of my sanity. 

Keeping a brave face is overwhelming and exhausting. My strength only stretches so far.

The Valkyrie and The Legend part II

The Valkyrie and The Legend part II 

Was it the Gods playing the cruelest trick on me or was it possible that my fortress had been penetrated? My equal. The closest to perfection I would ever find in this lifetime. My heart hemorrhaging love like a main artery being sliced open. However the Beast of Legend, his heart was contained within an impenetrable wall. 

For a moment I was within the walls of his protective fortress. Careful to handle the treasure inside with the utmost respect. For I know the pain of lost love. Though our pain differed, they were parallel. Not being one to betray my heart, I trekked on fully aware of the seemingly impossible journey that laid before me. Our connection growing stronger, with each passing moment. I, becoming more intrigued and deeper in love. Failing to notice, he wasn't ready. The Legend's heart still far too damage to retain the love being offered, let alone reciprocate. Left feeling the blow being laid upon my soul, recoiling from the pain. Only to don a tourniquet and to try again. Damage done, but I refuse to yield.

Round one. The Legend beats Valkyrie.

The Valkyrie and The Legend

The Valkyrie and The Legend 

Years of living virtually alone in my sanctuary. No Warrior King at my side, to compliment the Valkyrie within. Only my own wings to hold me at night. Becoming more reclusive, no longer willing to be tainted by the rubbish littering the land. 

Not looking for love, yet possessed endless love to give. A love not meant for anyone. Only a dark champion that could venture through the labyrinth and answer properly my questions three, could possibly win the ultimate prize. Yet none were brave enough to try. Finally realizing to obtain my hearts desire, natural huntress mode must be engaged.

Slaying village idiots dressed in Emperor's clothing, before ever reaching the gate. How dare they think of me as the common bar wench, whose excitement comes from hearing the jingle, jangle of coins in his pocket. Trust that, pompous I am not. Knowing my worth, I do. Connecting with my equal, I deserve.

A quest, fate, destiny, whatever tickles your fancy, intrigued me. Admiring him from afar, relishing in the beauty of his soul being laid out for anyone to see. Having him for myself was a fleeting fantasy that continuously grew through, moon cycles of a year. Our mental connection felt spiritual. A kindred spirit I had found. Not just a fellow Warrior, but a Warrior King with deep chinks decorating his armour as well. Two Warriors, a hunter and huntress finding in each other what was sought. What I didn't know was he was no ordinary Warrior King. He was the Beast of Legend. Too late! The Valkyrie fell in love. 

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Untitled 

Just the touch of your fingertips gently grazing my skin, sets my body ablaze. Love and lust, astrally solidifying our connection. I allowed entrance into my heart and tried to penetrate the protective shell around yours. Wanting to show that it was okay to love again. 

Fully aware of the arduous road, laid before me. I held no hesitation in following my heart. Accepting every cut, scrape and fracture that's sure to come. All in the belief that your heart will allow love to flourish once more.

Unanswered Questions

Unanswered Questions 

Is there no part of you that misses me? Do I ever cross your mind? Was it so easy to push me out of your life? Did I not touch any part of your heart? 

Unanswered questions assaulting my mind. Taunting me relentlessly. 

Why was I so easy to forget? The one who accepted all of you. Reveled in the multifaceted beauty of your soul. Even through all the pain, I love you still. 

Remembering You

Remembering You

I remember how we began. Speaking of each other's love of written art. You helping me recapture my Muse, who left me stagnant. Our first conversation intriguing me, leading me to dig deeper. The attraction I held for you started many moons prior. Feeling connected to you, more than anyone before. Overjoyed when you admitted feeling connected to me too. 

Our connection growing daily. My heart falling for a man that touched my soul, long before ever touching my body. Before our eyes held each other's live image, I was already yours.

You touching my body, was euphoric. Your tongue upon my erect nipples. My wet, yoni perfectly molded around your lingam. Slowly riding you. Feeling every vein, every inch of your rigid shaft, pleasing me to no end. Breathtaking kisses, so sweet upon my lips. Wave after wave of pleasure crashing, soaking the sheets. Goosebumps decorating my skin. Us giving each other all we had. Exploring each other and relishing every moment. Lovemaking perfect enough to make the angels weep for joy.

Physical distance was our main obstacle. Till your fortress of uncertainty.

I wasn't looking to fall in love, but I did. It came in a whirlwind, sweeping me off my feet. The guard I held steady for so long, penetrated. Tired of starting over. Praying for someone to truly accept all of me. 

The Empty Vase

The Empty Vase

Thoughts of you, of us, constantly flow through my mind. The way you held me in your arms. Me feeling like I was in the safest place in the world. The way you fit perfectly inside me. The sweetest kisses you laid upon my lips. The sparkle you'd get in those beautiful, brown eyes, when you spoke of things with so much passion. Your smile that could ignite a fire thought to be dead long ago. Your voice, smoother than honey and just as sweet.

What once warmed my heart, now kills me daily. What happened to our connection that was so strong on so many levels? Spoke about every and anything, daily. Then it was all ripped away, without warning. Leaving me breathless and feeling like an empty vase.

Numb

Numb

Feelings of forever falling. Air harshly sucked from my body. Indescribable, heart wretched pain. Body carrying on in a zombie like state. Failing at recalling what was done throughout the day. Constantly feeling like I'm endlessly falling into the abyss of despair. What once brought me joy, now couldn't bring anything resembling a smile to my face. Seclusion from the world serving as both my protector and my prison. Sunlight burning my eyes, yet darkness threatens to keep me forever. Sleep continues to elude me. When I finally surrender to slumber. My dreams taunt me, cause they're only of him. The one who owns my heart. 

Fuck Cupid!

Fuck Cupid!

Fuck Cupid and his fucking bow! Making me open and ready for love. Then love says no!

A very cruel trick bringing the man of my dreams in my life. We were connected on so many levels, no games and no strife.

Unrequited love. The reigning king of pain. Extremely hesitant of ever opening my heart again. 

That sneaky, fucker Cupid playing with my heart. If I ever catch that fucker, I'm ripping him apart! 

Cold

Cold 

I can feel my heart turning cold. Cold and black like crumbling ashes in a dead fire. A fire that once danced like nymphs in celebration of Gaia.

My cracked, yet whole heart was given to the one I've loved and still do. Emptying everything I have to the one I trusted. Offering my most prized possession to a man, my soul had been waiting for since the beginning of time. Only to have it tossed back to me, without him ever looking back. Where my heart once was, now only an empty cavern remains.

Still I love him with all the shattered pieces, blowing away in the wind.

Cursed

Cursed 

I seriously ask, what is this curse? Will it ever end or will it get worse?

 Giving my all asking for little in return. Lighting the fuse and being the only one burned.

Wanting little in return, isn't exactly true. What I want is priceless, rare and never comes unglue. 

A Knight in shining armour won't ever turn my head. I want one dressed in black, his sword covered in blood red. 

One who'd have my back, cause he knows I have his. Have nothing but love for his family and friends.

Connected mentally & physically. Always wanted at his side. Appreciating all the love I have to give, making him swell with pride.

Uplifting each other to grab the platinum rings. But it seems that I'm cursed. So for me, there's no such thing.

The Fortress

The Fortress

It's too late! I've seen a glimpse of your soul. All the joy and pain, mingling together to form the beauty that is you.

The walls of your fortress erected. Tall, dark and cold to the touch. Most wouldn't dare try to penetrate your walls. For the fear of getting hurt, weighs much heavier than the joy of seeing the gem that lies at the center. 

I'd scale the walls, relentlessly. Risk getting cut on your dangerously, jagged edges. For releasing your exquisite soul is worth every scar.