again..again my velvet surrender

Knock and  I shall answer..

collect my soul with your emblem of truth,

save me from my crushing disapointment

Rave in my heart..collect my emptyness like raven wings fly

and fall way into the night.

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Okay these three pcitures up there if you can see…are three things I really wish i had To wear..But being I am broke I can not afford them.*sighs*

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Sorry For the slight randomness today. But A bit here and a bit there won’t kill you all.

Okay my pretties:P Time for My novelishness, You know those bizare litlle essays I write from time to time but I swear this one will not be just about religion but it will Be absolutle undefiantly random and might not make since unless your brain is..

A.) as warped as mine.

B.) openminded.

So kiddies are you all ready?

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Essay of the day

I see twilight in your eyes upon my window sill. Oblivious to my dark, you cradle me in. Licking the salt off my almost lifeless body that you wretched screams and cries, sighs and moans from in only the way you can do best.

I pant in the dark and you feel my breath against your neck. You nuzzle and your three day grizzlies brush against my freshly raw face. From being licked and bitten and pressed against the mattress.

I feel I can rise and fall once more but just for now we are resting still and empty from our struggle in the dark.

Wax on my hips and bruises on my lips, I want more.

You grasp my legs tightly and breath noisely and I know you are there begging for me to let you in but without a word I know it. I open up for you and you do what only you can do. As you savage me and I ravage you and we ride like a tidal wave into our sweet oblivion as others merely dance you cascade and rush, noisely feeding and recieving each other until there is nothing left to recieve giving openly until there is nothing left ot give. Then collapsing into a nearly exausted heep. BUt the collision just makes us want more. The heat makes us need it more. And the intimacy makes our souls feel satisfied as only we can do for each other. As we rise and fall.

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I didn’t think before but it prolly should have had a warning. Not suitable for blah blah blah..But I am sure people have actually seen worse then I could ever describe. I love that essay, wanted to share it.:)

Have a nice day.

See the beauty in everything my friends:)

LG

Siarai