this is a growing mosaic of sensual moments ... that touch and arouse Me both intensely and intimately ... a window into My mind ...
if you see something you like ... you may contact Me at gmail.com - olderguy1948 .. NSFW
Reposted from: erospainter
As I sit here and think of You, You are ever on my mind.
Pictures from the past float through my mind
For me to remember: Your touch
Your feel, Your strength, Your power;
That I crave so when You are here
My strength through Your power,
My calmness through Your control
My peace through Your strength,
My passion through Your direction
My direction through Your Command.
I am your submissive, in all the ways that You request,
In submission, pleasure, pain, mind, body and soul
I am Yours as You wish, Your every whim or command.
You chose me; my only wish is to please You
As You may require of your submissive
feeling this … intensely
(via evilgirl333x2)
Reposted from: collarme:
I want to put myself absolutely at your mercy for good or evil without any condition, without any limit to your power. — Leopold von Sacher-Masoch
Reposted from: caseynaidoo: There are some days she just knows its coming ;)
Reposted from: kassandracreations:
I Like For You To Be Still
~Pablo Neruda~
I like for you to be still: it is as though you were absent,
and you hear me from far away and my voice does not touch you.
It seems as though your eyes had flown away
and it seems that a kiss had sealed your mouth.
As all things are filled with my soul
you emerge from the things, filled with my soul.
You are like my soul, a butterfly of dream,
and you are like the word Melancholy.
I like for you to be still, and you seem far away.
It sounds as though you were lamenting, a butterfly cooing like a dove.
And you hear me from far away, and my voice does not reach you:
Let me come to be still in your silence.
And let me talk to you with your silence
that is bright as a lamp, simple as a ring.
You are like the night, with its stillness and constellations.
Your silence is that of a star, as remote and candid.
I like for you to be still: it is as though you were absent,
distant and full of sorrow as though you had died.
One word then, one smile, is enough.
And I am happy, happy that it’s not true.
Reposted from: masochisticbeauty:
Beneath those taunting eyes of coldness, I cower down…down to the cold ground, In it’s filth I revel. Your hand strikes it’s blow, the scream unheard, as I bleed for you.
Reposted from: thecolorsofmymind:
White caps blinking like brilliant diamonds …
Waves crashing against sandy beaches …
Seagulls squawking overhead in a cloudless sky of blue …
This is where I go …
to reflect on my past
to remember my dreams
to contemplate my future
to search my heart
to find peace
to soothe my soul
to begin anew
to breathe
… M
May ‘07
NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY