Desultory and Impulsive

[Blueeyesrenee]

Oh?

Any particular version of me?
Or all versions of me going every which way?

Yes there's a particular version.
It plays nicely in my head.

 

[y=mx+b]

Yes there's a particular version.
It plays nicely in my head.

It pleases me to know
There is something of myself
I have given you
For you to make your own.

 

[y=mx+b]

I want to spank a woman's naked bottom.

 

[AlliaPotestas]

I want to spank a woman's naked bottom.

I hope you get the chance... there are worse ways to kick off the weekend, xx

 

[y=mx+b]

I hope you get the chance... there are worse ways to kick off the weekend, xx

I won't. But thank you.

 

[Blueeyesrenee]

I want to spank a woman's naked bottom.

I volunteer!

 

[y=mx+b]

Freshly showered now

No longer want to crush skulls.
Good night.

 

[y=mx+b]

Pro-tip.

Red grapes and smoked sliced turkey lunch meat make for a fabulous afternoon snack.

 

[y=mx+b]

Ham would certainly work as well.

 

[y=mx+b]

Chore time.

 

[y=mx+b]

No.
There was a clarity.

Like the blue of the sky
Seen while drinking clean water
Right fresh from the garden hose.

A wicked calm of thought
A feeling
A peace deal between thoughts

I took a step
She moved away

I took a step
She moved away

I reached for her
But stopped my hand from touching
Fearing that perhaps
She wasn't real
Wondering that maybe
What I felt to be so certain... wasn't.

 

[y=mx+b]

Something I don't remember about last night

Mostly clear...
But when neared a body of water
When I drove myself close to it
--there was a fog

A kind of fog that kept things in it

Deer
Rabbits
The shadowed limbs of trees
Reaching out to grasp for a memory

I gave them all one
Stories of my thoughts and loves and ideas
Dreams

Things as solid as the suspended partials of water
Surrounding all the hidden things
The light of my passing could not show
Except for when it was too late to slow.

 

[y=mx+b]

Sitting here drinking my morning coffee thinking...

it's gotta be mentally taxing to be in porn.

Perhaps I'm outing myself as being not the most sexually driven. But given my overall disposition towards everything else it is no surprise.

I just cannot imagine having to get up, go to a location, fuck a dictated certain way blah blah blah.

Fuck that bullshit.


That said... If I had greater control or a group of people I could organize with and agree and plan, I guess I could see it. But even then I'm pretty touch-and-go.

I'd never make it in the porn industry.

 

[y=mx+b]

Lastly...

I'm going to go push dirt around with a stick wishing I were of means and sophisticated enough to have the opportunity and life like this.

 

[y=mx+b]

While pushing dirt around with a stick I got to further thinking...

...just how much of an illusion that is.

I also got to thinking of how many women where once that young woman, enjoyed being that woman, but yet at the same time are like. "ugh... thank God I'm over that."

 

[Moochienanu]

...just how much of an illusion that is.

I also got to thinking of how many women where once that young woman, enjoyed being that woman, but yet at the same time are like. "ugh... thank God I'm over that."

Ugh... Thank God I’m over that!

 

[y=mx+b]

Shhh...

In my mind
She is sleeping

I am not holding her
I am not touching her
I am not laying next to her

I am watching her

Her breathing
How her hair drapes over the pillow that her head lays upon

The rise and fall of her body
The swell of her hips as she lays upon her side

I am watching her lips
Looking at them
Studying them
Wanting to part them with the head of my cock
Feeling her slack jaw open
As I held her face down hard against the bed
Fucking her mouth
Breeding her throat

Ejaculating


Such would be my thoughts
As I watched her
Like the silk ribbon that she is
Tied
Around my heart
Pulling at my emotions
Drawing them out when she is nowhere near

But near to me

In the air that I breath
In the color of my eyes that I look out of
In that memory of mine
When I am out
When I am walking
When I touch a particular blade of grass
And when I pull the tender shoot up between my fingers
And tooth the delicate end of it
I taste
Her

The earth of my nature
And my being is grounded

And in that moment
I am home
Watching her sleep.

 

[Lovely2222]

Chore time.

Great photo. And also a great thread.

 

[y=mx+b]

Great photo. And also a great thread.

Thank you.

 

[y=mx+b]

When...

Will I escape
This clutch of longing?

How I wish
To slip through
And breath...



there.

 

[y=mx+b]

Some nights...

I hate having to shower after work

I absolutely absolutely always have to
But the thought of having to get wet...

Goddamn it.

 

[raindancer]

Chore time.

One of my favs!

Your lines, cloud's curves; lovely composition.

 

[y=mx+b]

One of my favs!

Your lines, cloud's curves; lovely composition.

Thank you.

 

[Blueeyesrenee]

I hate having to shower after work

I absolutely absolutely always have to
But the thought of having to get wet...

Goddamn it.

Wet is good, no?

 

[y=mx+b]

Wet is good, no?

Depends on the context.