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Kurzyk's BlogFound an interesting article that I wanted to share. It discusses Monogamy and whether it's natural for homo sapiens.
http://www.cnn.com/2010/OPINION/07/27/ryan.promiscuity.normal/index.html?hpt=C2
I've always been fascinated with this topic. At the moment I would say I'm monogamous. I like the idea of a single love that can be cultivated and grown into old age, and dying together. I'm not particularly religious, although I have my spiritual moments, and I do entertain the idea that choosing one person and sticking to them has a "strength through challenge" quality.
And yet...
I can't help this feeling that somehow I'm fighting the pull... that there are and will always be components to my sexuality that are not satisfied, or even forced to fit into a "box" of what society has deemed appropriate. I'm fully aware of the U.S.'s puritanical upbringing an...
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http://www.cnn.com/2010/OPINION/07/27/ryan.promiscuity.normal/index.html?hpt=C2
I've always been fascinated with this topic. At the moment I would say I'm monogamous. I like the idea of a single love that can be cultivated and grown into old age, and dying together. I'm not particularly religious, although I have my spiritual moments, and I do entertain the idea that choosing one person and sticking to them has a "strength through challenge" quality.
And yet...
I can't help this feeling that somehow I'm fighting the pull... that there are and will always be components to my sexuality that are not satisfied, or even forced to fit into a "box" of what society has deemed appropriate. I'm fully aware of the U.S.'s puritanical upbringing an...
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Wilful Words:
Chatting to ArtemisHighmore about the different feeling there was about morning sex I shared a poem I had started with him - trying to put some of those feelings into words.
He 'replied' with three verses of his own. It was wonderful to share poetry in this way, seeing an 'answer' written so in tune with the way I was thinking. So I am sharing it as a special thanks to Artemis - for his unfailing generosity of spirit; his never ending source of romance and for being such a wonderful friend - a true gentleman.
Thank you AH
"Morning Love"
Sleepy hands caressing,
stirring love
Sunday morning rising,
lazy love
Light fingers tracing,
tender love
Skin hot and tender,
creative love.
Thighs softly parting,
open love
Entering me smoothly,
united love
Sheets sliding softly
passionate love
Sharing lovely breath
slow ...
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Chatting to ArtemisHighmore about the different feeling there was about morning sex I shared a poem I had started with him - trying to put some of those feelings into words.
He 'replied' with three verses of his own. It was wonderful to share poetry in this way, seeing an 'answer' written so in tune with the way I was thinking. So I am sharing it as a special thanks to Artemis - for his unfailing generosity of spirit; his never ending source of romance and for being such a wonderful friend - a true gentleman.
Thank you AH
"Morning Love"
Sleepy hands caressing,
stirring love
Sunday morning rising,
lazy love
Light fingers tracing,
tender love
Skin hot and tender,
creative love.
Thighs softly parting,
open love
Entering me smoothly,
united love
Sheets sliding softly
passionate love
Sharing lovely breath
slow ...
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Am I very naive
if I dare to believe
That real happiness
Lies on a single kiss?
What if I cross the line
And trace your smile with my fingertips
Will I get to enjoy your sweet red lips
Leaning to meet mine?
In my chest my heart speeds
She's the one my love needs
Everything I want for me
Such a wonderful way
For us to spend the sunday
Darling, can you see
if I dare to believe
That real happiness
Lies on a single kiss?
What if I cross the line
And trace your smile with my fingertips
Will I get to enjoy your sweet red lips
Leaning to meet mine?
In my chest my heart speeds
She's the one my love needs
Everything I want for me
Such a wonderful way
For us to spend the sunday
Darling, can you see
July 25th, 2010
Special thanks to Ephemera for the idea and Lord Alexys Zephiray for the support
Across the ocean
My future seems so bright
Everything feels so much right
Across the ocean
I'd dream if my mind took flight
While my body says good night
What is there for me?
A love only for me to take
Just because I felt like
Do you really know how to be?
-
And when I love you
That's the right thing to do
With the perfect words to say
Let's push our time away
And when I miss you
I feel like I am going to sink
In ways I won't dare to think
My dreams blur out in the blue
-
Across the ocean
Floats a single wave
That only you can save
Across the ocean
Or should I say 'sea'?
The wave is waiting for me
In my love obsession
Looking for a perfection
I finally found my answer
It is everything about her
And when you hold my hand
I know we will love to the end
Do you re...
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My future seems so bright
Everything feels so much right
Across the ocean
I'd dream if my mind took flight
While my body says good night
What is there for me?
A love only for me to take
Just because I felt like
Do you really know how to be?
-
And when I love you
That's the right thing to do
With the perfect words to say
Let's push our time away
And when I miss you
I feel like I am going to sink
In ways I won't dare to think
My dreams blur out in the blue
-
Across the ocean
Floats a single wave
That only you can save
Across the ocean
Or should I say 'sea'?
The wave is waiting for me
In my love obsession
Looking for a perfection
I finally found my answer
It is everything about her
And when you hold my hand
I know we will love to the end
Do you re...
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Pixilicious's BlogDisclaimer: This is not meant to target anyone on this site in particular. This is just some random musing from my mind. Those that I am referring to, will be mentioned, and not in any bad light. Thank you! :)
So...We all have friends. It's inevitable that you'll make some throughout your life. Online friends, to me, aren't any different. You befriend someone, get close to them, get to know them. They become a part of your daily routine. You talk to them regularly, and even though you may not live near that person, you trust them enough, and they care about you enough to want to be part of your life in some way or another.
For me, and this is no surprise to most people, I ha...
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"Many people will walk in and out of your life, but only true friends will leave footprints in your heart."
- Anon
- Anon
So...We all have friends. It's inevitable that you'll make some throughout your life. Online friends, to me, aren't any different. You befriend someone, get close to them, get to know them. They become a part of your daily routine. You talk to them regularly, and even though you may not live near that person, you trust them enough, and they care about you enough to want to be part of your life in some way or another.
For me, and this is no surprise to most people, I ha...
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As I am married and in a very long term partnership, there are some sexual acts that seem totally bound up in an expression of love. And oral is the one thing, that even in writing I find hard to separate and write from a non-loving perspective. Almost everything else I can break down into its most basic and brutal form but oral, so far, has retained it's loving side:
There's something about the taste of you, that first lick, exciting me in a way nothing else does. The way your skin is so soft in my mouth, making me want to care for you and show you my love. And as you swell in my mouth my heart swells too, pleasuring you filling me as nothing else does. The look in your eyes when you come in me, seeing me love you unconditionally, finding that sweet release that my mouth brings is way your eyes are in my dreams
There's something about the taste of you, that first lick, exciting me in a way nothing else does. The way your skin is so soft in my mouth, making me want to care for you and show you my love. And as you swell in my mouth my heart swells too, pleasuring you filling me as nothing else does. The look in your eyes when you come in me, seeing me love you unconditionally, finding that sweet release that my mouth brings is way your eyes are in my dreams
Sometimes there are wilful words that I need to write, not part of any story, little descriptions, phrases, poems or quotes I see that inspire a reaction. So this is where my wilful words can find a place to be themselves:
“If you should wake”
If you should need me in the night
Don't hold yourself back,
Don't wait for my dreams to end,
Pull me into you
And wake me with your hands,
So sleepily I can open myself to you
And feel your hard prick open me
Waking me fully from my sleep.
For even in my sleep I want you
And not to wake me, would waste a precious moment
Never to be regained
So if you should need me in the night
Don't wait
Take me
“If you should wake”
If you should need me in the night
Don't hold yourself back,
Don't wait for my dreams to end,
Pull me into you
And wake me with your hands,
So sleepily I can open myself to you
And feel your hard prick open me
Waking me fully from my sleep.
For even in my sleep I want you
And not to wake me, would waste a precious moment
Never to be regained
So if you should need me in the night
Don't wait
Take me
You give me hope etched in stars,
make me want to believe in faith,
stir the shy whimsy to think that
love does exist.
Shielding away from poignant torment,
praying for some sudden clarity --
a way to get through the storm.
Yet no merciful angel came to hold,
no nurturing Gaia opened her arms.
There you were.
Finding it perverse to retreat,
take sanctuary behind the walls.
Can't trust the fickle hands,
kismet is so beyond our reach --
but you have me waiting with baited breath
and part of me is longing for just a hello.
Don't say good night.
Don't wish sweet dreams.
not yet ... not yet ...
We need a few precious moments,
a little more time to accept a brief good bye.
Maybe this is no more than a dream,
a wistful plot staged in my clouded senses...
You make me want to believe.
make me want to believe in faith,
stir the shy whimsy to think that
love does exist.
Shielding away from poignant torment,
praying for some sudden clarity --
a way to get through the storm.
Yet no merciful angel came to hold,
no nurturing Gaia opened her arms.
There you were.
Finding it perverse to retreat,
take sanctuary behind the walls.
Can't trust the fickle hands,
kismet is so beyond our reach --
but you have me waiting with baited breath
and part of me is longing for just a hello.
Don't say good night.
Don't wish sweet dreams.
not yet ... not yet ...
We need a few precious moments,
a little more time to accept a brief good bye.
Maybe this is no more than a dream,
a wistful plot staged in my clouded senses...
You make me want to believe.
Raw
Time to find the voice
Cull fate from script
Says the demon
Make the choice
Don't give pathetic excuses
Don't blame whims of fate
Don't try taking absolving penance
There's nothing but triumph
Shining in the soul
No shame
No guilt
No grace
Masters and mates
Lovers and whores
It's nothing but a masquerade
A woven dance of cold deceit
Beyond the shadowed veils
That hide the acrid truth
Of shattered securities
Plundered all the secrets
Stripped down the walls bare
Blinded by the alluring shadow
So cliche
So foolish
So dangerous
Have mercy for not surrendering
Still the dream can gently linger
Have mercy it's no more than prose
The grace of new daylight comes again
Live well.
Time to find the voice
Cull fate from script
Says the demon
Make the choice
Don't give pathetic excuses
Don't blame whims of fate
Don't try taking absolving penance
There's nothing but triumph
Shining in the soul
No shame
No guilt
No grace
Masters and mates
Lovers and whores
It's nothing but a masquerade
A woven dance of cold deceit
Beyond the shadowed veils
That hide the acrid truth
Of shattered securities
Plundered all the secrets
Stripped down the walls bare
Blinded by the alluring shadow
So cliche
So foolish
So dangerous
Have mercy for not surrendering
Still the dream can gently linger
Have mercy it's no more than prose
The grace of new daylight comes again
Live well.
One-two, tell me more about you
Who are you and how do you do
Three-four, we have gone a long way
Tell me everything about your day
-
So why would I bother
To be without her
If everything she sees
Are ways to be with me?
And why I care
About one lonely day
If she is on her way tomorrow she will be here
-
Fairy tale
It's fun to just sit and pretend
That things will never end
Fairy tale
Now you tell me why
We could forget there's a goodbye
-
Why it tastes like that
When I want what I cannot get?
I can't move on
Without my illusion
How does it feel for you
When you daydream like a fool?
This fantasy but it's just...
...one fairy tale
Who are you and how do you do
Three-four, we have gone a long way
Tell me everything about your day
-
So why would I bother
To be without her
If everything she sees
Are ways to be with me?
And why I care
About one lonely day
If she is on her way tomorrow she will be here
-
Fairy tale
It's fun to just sit and pretend
That things will never end
Fairy tale
Now you tell me why
We could forget there's a goodbye
-
Why it tastes like that
When I want what I cannot get?
I can't move on
Without my illusion
How does it feel for you
When you daydream like a fool?
This fantasy but it's just...
...one fairy tale
July 10th, 2010
Why do we always pursuit the impossible?
SILENT RAGE
Your silence enfolds me
like a black cloud hides the sun.
Your peace taunts me
with its ability to deny touch.
My spirit profusely bleeds
from your noiseless rebuffs.
A wanderer, searching for escape
from your soundless forest.
You, watching amused at my trial,
a hint of pleasure reflecting in the eyes,
a mirror of my rejected, loving heart,
and the truth impales me into silence.
Your silence enfolds me
like a black cloud hides the sun.
Your peace taunts me
with its ability to deny touch.
My spirit profusely bleeds
from your noiseless rebuffs.
A wanderer, searching for escape
from your soundless forest.
You, watching amused at my trial,
a hint of pleasure reflecting in the eyes,
a mirror of my rejected, loving heart,
and the truth impales me into silence.
Damn, two years here on Elliquiy and 27,031 posts (unofficially considering a lot of those posts were made in Adult Socializing or areas where it was not counted) and 22,000 official posts, I cannot believe I am still around and kicking. I never thought I would be in any writing place for too long. I started out my roleplaying experience a few years ago on Gaia Online. Yes, I was on Gaia before the whole PG-13 stunt kicked in and before it was more about marketing out the products. From Gaia, I went to DRP which I believe has now disappeared or is offline permanently. Once DRP started to go offline, I needed to find a new place to write and luckily Ash brought me along to Elliquiy. Honestly, when I saw the questionnaire, I was in a bit of awe and confusion. Such a long list of questions and going through a process to be able to write; however, I sat down and typed up the answers to the various questions. I even managed to scrounge up the questionnaire I posted up and it looked like...
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