I feel like going back into my warm, pre-enlightened cocoon. Sharing feels like I’m as vulnerable as a newborn fawn, spindly legs trembling, the instinct to duck for cover behind my mother’s flank so, so strong.
We continue to cuddle and I continue to open up to more of my own familiar pain, cauterized to my veins so long ago. My dreams haunt me of boundaries destroyed, my voice never heard by those whom should have been listening most closely. Tiny, yet urgent cries lost in the bellowing hot air of those wrapped up in their own hurts and insecurities.
I’m striding forward less afraid than ever before. I’ve never owned him. He may leave at any moment. This is a notion as old as fire and it burns as brightly and blisters the same.
Declarations of love and commitment don’t prevent bereavement in the end anyway. We are all free to morph into new incarnations, to flee and flutter towards the next patch of wildflowers, to flit and flounder.
So for now, I will only share with you Me, not Him and not Us. I have more work to do first.
I love you all. And I’m still here.
some of the nicest areolas and nipples I’ve seen in a long time. mmmm, love to …..
…, eh? Haha
Love, love, love you.
xoxo
Love you, too. xx Hy
Xoxo’s, beautiful breasts lady!
Thanks! Yours are pretty bad ass, too!
I still need to compare… ;-) Missing one side of the story :-D
Aww, *blush* thank you!
: )
You like the boobies?? ;)
Why yes I do : ) Also, that you’re still here, and appear to be feeling lightened.
Share what you wish, dear. Obviously, we’re here to “listen”. (and damn!)
Thanks, DG! Y’all won’t be disappointed (hopefully). :)
In you dear? Never!
We all appreciate your honesty and openness, however you give it.
Thanks, II. I’ll keep sharing lots. Probably just mostly the vanilla stuff :)
I would adore to hold u close to me. Just touch you gently, caress your beautiful body, run my fingers through your hair and across your face. Id love to just hang out and get to know u. And i’d really like to kiss u
Aw, well thank you, dear!
Ahh being visible and in the moment can be so life altering. Such a difficult undertaking when we are older and have been hiding the past for so long. As freeing as it is it is also painful and makes it difficult to be vulnerable again. Been there done that wrote that book and still filling in chapters. Gorgeous photo
We love you too Hy! ;-) xxx
Waking up scares me sometimes, too. Glad you sound like you’re feeling good about your path.
You’re beautiful and it’s always a gift to hear whatever you like to share Hy. J
After being away a few days, what a pleasure to find this post on my return. You are always a beautiful lady, inside and out….. Make an old gent dream… Thanks for being here and sharing.
“My dreams haunt me of boundaries destroyed, my voice never heard by those whom should have been listening most closely. Tiny, yet urgent cries lost in the bellowing hot air of those wrapped up in their own hurts and insecurities.”
Your writing, this writing, drives to my core. Wow.
Kind words. Many thanks.
Pleasure to meet you.
Likewise, sir.
I love your writing voice, young lady. Don’t ever change.
Kind words, sir.
♥ you too sexy lady…and your words, images…powerful, evocative, amazing…just like you sunshine
Aw ❤