tears soak my pillow case as you sleep beside me. I wonder when it is you will want me again, when you will desire me. my heart aches for you to touch me, to feel beautiful again. the sadness that lives inside me is killing me but at least my toes look good.
over 10 hours we spent in the car together. the perfect opportunity to talk, really talk. you know, get deep, open up, without interruption or the ability to walk away. i shared with you how i felt our sex life has become routine, you agreed with me. we exchanged a couple thoughts on how it … Continue reading silence
twenty years later and I'm still trying to learn to love my stripes. i read about women who feel empowered by them, they are proud of their "beauty marks", calling them their tiger stripes or battle scars. i've never felt that about mine. i've always felt damaged, unattractive, embarrassed, even sad. they are a reminder … Continue reading stars and stripes
my pussy aches for you to fill my mind to fill me with your questions and your interest in me to fill me with your thoughts and your dreams and what's to come to fill me with your emotions and your desires to fill me with your what ifs, should haves and perhaps one days … Continue reading fill me