Monday, April 23, 2007

Feeling Frisky


This weekend a special lady friend kept messaging me telling me she was feeling frisky. I played along although I have to admit, I wasn't my normal frisky self. But today I'm feeling rather frisky as well. I've noticed over the course of my life that friskiness rubs off on me, and very often I rub it back in long deep strokes. ;)
So it got me to thinking about how much of our lives is lived because of our environmental / situational influences. Now, you have to understand first of all, that I think I'm a bit more active than the average man my age. But it still is apparent that I respond to my surroundings in more ways than just sexually. Sadness, happiness, friskiness; it seems like every emotion or attitude I encounter I somewhat reflect. Also, I've noticed that I tend to slightly imitate speech patterns I encounter, and I do it without thought. I know some people do this but certainly not everyone does this. Many people stick with their original accents when they move from someplace else. Many people stride right along uninfluenced by their surroundings.
So what makes me do these things? What makes me different? It has to be at the core of my soul, and representative of my astrological sign - Gemini - master of adaptation & change. But is this a good thing or a bad thing? Hmm,... well if it means I'm going to adapt and change accordingly, and be willing to experiment in bed, then its a good thing. Now I just need a willing participant for this experiment. Any volunteers? I'm feeling frisky! ;)

Monday, April 02, 2007

Waiting at night

I can hardly wait to see you.
Tomorrow seems so far away,
and here it is almost 2 am,
and I'm up,....
......... thinking of you.
Waiting.

Sometimes I can barely stand it.
I hate not being able to hold you at night,
tight in my arms.
You are amazing.
You are my light.
You are the woman I want to be with always.

Sometimes, more often when we're apart and I'm alone thinking about you and contemplating life, I wonder how things progressed to this point. Othertimes, I look at you and I know immediately how it happened. By the way, that instant validation that tells me life is grand because you're in it comes just as easily when I close my eyes and see you as it does when they're open and you're with me.

I want you,
in so many ways.
Be with me in
all those ways.
I will wait.

I know we both have responsibilities. I know you've said love and I know I've said love. And I know when we both weep those tears of love, they're out of happiness sometimes that we're together, in each other's lives. And yet I know that sometimes those tears are out of sadness that we must be apart for a while longer. I just want you to know,..... as if you don't already....

You have me.
You have my mind.
You have my attention.
You have my cock.
You have my love.
You have,..... me.