15 June 2014
This will be just a quick note but I will write a more lengthy one tomorrow, My afternoon got crazy. I do dream and day dream about you often:) I enjoy the flirtatious banter. About the witch, I do see some of her darkness and will ask the questions soon. I am no stranger to the darkness or pain and it seems that I can express it easily especially when I am in a mood.
Also part of the darkness in the way I see, it is sharing things with a lady such as yourself who appreciates and reciprocates friendly banter. I never intend to offend, but rather to share….
that being said…
my trembling hands,touch your aching flesh,
waking the senses, reaching in the emptiness…
silky curves, moonlit desires
fingertips strike the lovers fire…
18 June 2014
We all have our dark sides and stories. I am drawn to them lie a moth to the flame. I am curious snow about your story, “blood on my hands” if you don’t mind please elaborate on that for me.
About the witch… I see pain and darkness in her writings. it seems to me to be a lingering pain. Is it from a past relationship? Or perhaps from the one your in now? We are all human and have some past experiences that haunt us. I am no stranger to the rain as I sense you are not either.
Have you had your heart broken on twitter? Feelings are real, it doesn’t matter where they originate from?
It is not my intention just to be nosey, I really want to know more about you.
Some have said I can get too curious at times and ask too many questions…
There was a girl I dated when I was 20, she left me without reason, that has been 33 years ago. I was so in love with her. She was so perfect to me, I thought we fit together in every way. She was a curvy girl:)
I knew in my heart she was the one. But it turned out to be she was the one that got away. She has haunted me ever since. The pain I have from her is just as real today as it was then. Obviously I can not share this with wife. There is more to this story…
How ever brief they are
I crave moments with you,
thoughts becoming words
Desires in your curves…