| 1999, ENTRY 5 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| All of your movements were quiet, deliberate, unstrenuous... springing from sureness.. I startled like a tiny wild bird.... jumping at each touch, like the very proximity of you burns through to my damaged and scarred soul... Each deliberate thing you did flowed into the next with no self will about it. We had no say in this matter. We already were,... deep and dark in us both - beyond hunger or knowledge, beyond word or even pleasure. Our bodies also needed to learn each other and such pleasure began from the start of that journeying. |
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| And you took possession of me where many have aspired. I relinquished my will to you as I ceded you my body. You led me, and I followed; I - who have never followed....; trusted- I who have never before trusted. ......dazed, replete, forever changed. I learned two things... YOU are stronger than I. I will follow you; I wish to...and choose to. You have stirred me with a new awareness of myself, and also a new and deep sadness, for we have begun something of which neither of us can know the end. |
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| YOUR HANDS flattered me; your mouth on mine, gentle, then deliberate and relentless, until I moaned in my wanting of you., and we were together; finding to my astonishment the lengths and depths of pleasure, and so much I had not known before, never like that. Even now I am in your arms, entranced dreaming... every nerve ending alive with remembered delight. I wear a distracted look; abstracted.... unearthly.... lips half parted, eyes unable to focus. I have ceded my unguarded soul to you; my mind, my life, my body. |
I have been empty for too long a time..... YOU are the person inside me. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| There should be no promises between us, incase you change your mind... I never shall. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| You must never do or not not do something to "protect" me. Kindness of that kind is a cruel vice.. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Everything is so intense... lines of poetry.... musical phrases, voices, colours... I weep and laugh all at once. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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