Moochie’s Mementos (and a pic or two)

What a wonderful sentiment... to know that you had such feelings or reflections of a special lover is enviable.

You look wonderful... always...

Thanks, tnman. 🌷

I definitely feel lucky having such a wonderful person in my life… to feel this way is like nothing else…


Pretty as usual, Moochie.

Thanks, FAS. 🌷

🤗🤗🤗@Moochienanu

*hug*

I know it is difficult arranging mutual time away from work and family, but it’s obvious that it needs to happen.
💋♥️💋

Someday again, I know it will happen… until then, I live in the hope. 🌷💜

Huge Bear Hugs Moochie

Thank you, Jox. 🌷
Beautiful. All of it.

Very kind, sexfan. 🌷
 
So luscious and tempting.....glad you're in the clear...would love to give you a celebratory grope and suck,,,,while my fingers dance on your clit!!

Hello. You’re new to this thread, so I’ll be kind and simply try to explain myself a little for you and the newer crowd.
I am not interested in what you want to do to me at all. I don’t know you. You don’t know me. I am not okay with someone I don’t know talking about touching private parts of my body. In fact, the list of people who have my consent to talk like this to/about me is very, very short.

It is comments like this one and the creepy people I don’t know sending my OWN pictures back to me in my inbox to tell me how much they enjoy them that make me want to quit posting pictures here.
You can comment about the writing and/or the picture without crossing the line into creepy and offensive. I appreciate you choosing to be respectful when you comment here in the future.
🌷 Moochie
 
It is disheartening to read this today. I popped in for a look, and was taken by the pic above. So natural. Innocent yet still on topic. (Juxtaposed with a startlingly erotic poem)

And your words sometimes are worth a thousand pictures.

(Like today).

I’m lost without
My thighs wrapping around you
My hips meeting yours
Your fingers running through my hair
Tracing where we kissed
With each soft sigh
Of unmeeting lips
 
Ceilings - Lizzy McAlpine

Ceilings, plaster
Can't you just make it move faster?
Lovely to be sitting here with you
You're kinda cute but it's raining harder
My shoes are now full of water
Lovely to be rained on with you
It's kinda cute but it's so short

Then you're drivin' me home
And I don't wanna leave
But I have to go
You kiss me in your car
And it feels like the start of a movie I've seen before
Before

Bedsheets, no clothes
Touch me like nobody else does
Lovely to just lay here with you
You're kinda cute and I would say all of this
But I don't wanna ruin the moment
Lovely to sit between comfort and chaos

But it's over
Then you're drivin' me home
And it kinda comes out as I get up to go
You kiss me in your car
And it feels like the start of a movie I've seen before

But it's not real
And you don't exist
And I can't recall the last time I was kissed
It hits me in the car
And it feels like the end of a movie I've seen before
Before


a song I feel like I could have written
for a weekend I have yet to write
 
Ceilings - Lizzy McAlpine

Ceilings, plaster
Can't you just make it move faster?
Lovely to be sitting here with you
You're kinda cute but it's raining harder
My shoes are now full of water
Lovely to be rained on with you
It's kinda cute but it's so short

Then you're drivin' me home
And I don't wanna leave
But I have to go
You kiss me in your car
And it feels like the start of a movie I've seen before
Before

Bedsheets, no clothes
Touch me like nobody else does
Lovely to just lay here with you
You're kinda cute and I would say all of this
But I don't wanna ruin the moment
Lovely to sit between comfort and chaos

But it's over
Then you're drivin' me home
And it kinda comes out as I get up to go
You kiss me in your car
And it feels like the start of a movie I've seen before

But it's not real
And you don't exist
And I can't recall the last time I was kissed
It hits me in the car
And it feels like the end of a movie I've seen before
Before


a song I feel like I could have written
for a weekend I have yet to write
I hope you get to experience that weekend soon, Moochie. You deserve the best!
 
Ceilings - Lizzy McAlpine

Ceilings, plaster
Can't you just make it move faster?
Lovely to be sitting here with you
You're kinda cute but it's raining harder
My shoes are now full of water
Lovely to be rained on with you
It's kinda cute but it's so short

Then you're drivin' me home
And I don't wanna leave
But I have to go
You kiss me in your car
And it feels like the start of a movie I've seen before
Before

Bedsheets, no clothes
Touch me like nobody else does
Lovely to just lay here with you
You're kinda cute and I would say all of this
But I don't wanna ruin the moment
Lovely to sit between comfort and chaos

But it's over
Then you're drivin' me home
And it kinda comes out as I get up to go
You kiss me in your car
And it feels like the start of a movie I've seen before

But it's not real
And you don't exist
And I can't recall the last time I was kissed
It hits me in the car
And it feels like the end of a movie I've seen before
Before


a song I feel like I could have written
for a weekend I have yet to write
Best wishes for weekend writing.
 
I’m lost without
My thighs wrapping around you
My hips meeting yours
Your fingers running through my hair
Tracing where we kissed
With each soft sigh
Of unmeeting lips
Sighs, indeed.

Ceilings - Lizzy McAlpine

Ceilings, plaster
Can't you just make it move faster?
Lovely to be sitting here with you
You're kinda cute but it's raining harder
My shoes are now full of water
Lovely to be rained on with you
It's kinda cute but it's so short

Then you're drivin' me home
And I don't wanna leave
But I have to go
You kiss me in your car
And it feels like the start of a movie I've seen before
Before

Bedsheets, no clothes
Touch me like nobody else does
Lovely to just lay here with you
You're kinda cute and I would say all of this
But I don't wanna ruin the moment
Lovely to sit between comfort and chaos

But it's over
Then you're drivin' me home
And it kinda comes out as I get up to go
You kiss me in your car
And it feels like the start of a movie I've seen before

But it's not real
And you don't exist
And I can't recall the last time I was kissed
It hits me in the car
And it feels like the end of a movie I've seen before
Before


a song I feel like I could have written
for a weekend I have yet to write
I feel like you could have written it as well. Reading it was like remembering words you have shared in the past. 🌷💜🌷
 
I hope you get to experience that weekend soon, Moochie. You deserve the best!

Thanks… I think? I’m done writing this weekend. On to the week. And then next.

Best wishes for weekend writing.

I have to admit I have not written anything this weekend except patient charts, emails, needy thoughts, and school papers. Kinda basic, really. 😉

Sighs, indeed.


I feel like you could have written it as well. Reading it was like remembering words you have shared in the past. 🌷💜🌷

It’s a nice song, no?
I feel like someday I’ll get back to writing that well.
Someday.
💜🌷💜
 
I have to admit I have not written anything this weekend except patient charts, emails, needy thoughts, and school papers. Kinda basic, really. 😉



It’s a nice song, no?
I feel like someday I’ll get back to writing that well.
Someday.
💜🌷💜
You still write that well. You just haven't had the time or energy to actually do it. 🌷💜🌷
 
Mooching, when I see your "kinda basic" I know I am hearing from a strong woman, cuz all those things take time, energy, and thought, you go way beyond. Thank you for what you do and how you do plus find time to create words of thought.
 
Sweet dreams to me
And what I thought life could be
Closing my eyes and simply picturing
Who could be there
Makes my heart convulse
Falling through where it should be seated
The entire world’s on fire
And my tears extinguish
Holding you tight.. Huge HUGS Moochie
 
Please
whisper something soft
in my dreams -
your words warm,
remind me of this passion
of this need
of this heat
that grows

Spring
flew in on falling rain
in it’s touch
I feel your kiss
reminding me of this fervor
of this yearning
of this spirit
that grows
 

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Please
whisper something soft
in my dreams -
your words warm,
remind me of this passion
of this need
of this heat
that grows

Spring
flew in on falling rain
in it’s touch
I feel your kiss
reminding me of this fervor
of this yearning
of this spirit
that grows
mmmmmm. This is a great way to celebrate spring! Your pics and prose never fail to get me quite aroused -- I'd love to feel each nipple and the attached barbell jewelry in my mouth. ;)
 
Please
whisper something soft
in my dreams -
your words warm,
remind me of this passion
of this need
of this heat
that grows

Spring
flew in on falling rain
in it’s touch
I feel your kiss
reminding me of this fervor
of this yearning
of this spirit
that grows
*whispering* two lips and tulips. Lovely.🤫
 
Please
whisper something soft
in my dreams -
your words warm,
remind me of this passion
of this need
of this heat
that grows

Spring
flew in on falling rain
in it’s touch
I feel your kiss
reminding me of this fervor
of this yearning
of this spirit
that grows
So beautiful
 
Please
whisper something soft
in my dreams -
your words warm,
remind me of this passion
of this need
of this heat
that grows

Spring
flew in on falling rain
in it’s touch
I feel your kiss
reminding me of this fervor
of this yearning
of this spirit
that grows
Beauty both in prose and in image dear Moochie. As always, without getting g repetitive. Wonderful!
Love,
Thom
 
Please
whisper something soft
in my dreams -
your words warm,
remind me of this passion
of this need
of this heat
that grows

Spring
flew in on falling rain
in it’s touch
I feel your kiss
reminding me of this fervor
of this yearning
of this spirit
that grows
 
Take a moment to meet Monty.
He’s my miracle.
I’ve never been a proud plant mom.
In fact, I have several sickly plants and
A bad track record of plant unintentional sadism.
But Monty…
He has done nothing but thrive since I got him.
He’s a monstera delisciosa and I’m pretty sure I need to help him climb soon,
But I’m scared.
Scared to let him get too big for me to care for him.
Scared to allow him more room in my life to grow.
Scared not to do right by him and give what he needs.
Scared.
I’m just scared.
All the time.
And not just for Monty
But for life.
I’m scared to live the way I want to.
I’m scared to not live the way I need to.
I’m scared for my family.
I’m scared for my patients.
I’m scared to wake up
And I’m scared that I won’t.
Fear is halting
And changing
And I try so hard to hit it
Head-on.

Cross my fingers and knock on wood
I won’t over or under water this beautiful plant.
 

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Take a moment to meet Monty.
He’s my miracle.
I’ve never been a proud plant mom.
In fact, I have several sickly plants and
A bad track record of plant unintentional sadism.
But Monty…
He has done nothing but thrive since I got him.
He’s a monstera delisciosa and I’m pretty sure I need to help him climb soon,
But I’m scared.
Scared to let him get too big for me to care for him.
Scared to allow him more room in my life to grow.
Scared not to do right by him and give what he needs.
Scared.
I’m just scared.
All the time.
And not just for Monty
But for life.
I’m scared to live the way I want to.
I’m scared to not live the way I need to.
I’m scared for my family.
I’m scared for my patients.
I’m scared to wake up
And I’m scared that I won’t.
Fear is halting
And changing
And I try so hard to hit it
Head-on.

Cross my fingers and knock on wood
I won’t over or under water this beautiful plant.
Sweet Lady, your words are matched by your beauty. THANK YOU! I to have a plant that just grows, 30 years a gift from my mother when I was in hospital she passed away the next month. I remember that love every day I care for for that special plant.

Be Well and Enjoy the journey,

old borg fred
 
Take a moment to meet Monty.
He’s my miracle.
I’ve never been a proud plant mom.
In fact, I have several sickly plants and
A bad track record of plant unintentional sadism.
But Monty…
He has done nothing but thrive since I got him.
He’s a monstera delisciosa and I’m pretty sure I need to help him climb soon,
But I’m scared.
Scared to let him get too big for me to care for him.
Scared to allow him more room in my life to grow.
Scared not to do right by him and give what he needs.
Scared.
I’m just scared.
All the time.
And not just for Monty
But for life.
I’m scared to live the way I want to.
I’m scared to not live the way I need to.
I’m scared for my family.
I’m scared for my patients.
I’m scared to wake up
And I’m scared that I won’t.
Fear is halting
And changing
And I try so hard to hit it
Head-on.

Cross my fingers and knock on wood
I won’t over or under water this beautiful plant.
A great tribute to a great piece of vegetation, (sorry, lust gets the better of me sonetimes. He's a great chlorophyll based lifeform) and his all-too human Mom.

You are doing great with him.

Love the matching outfits. It really highlights your er, hair.
 
Please
whisper something soft
in my dreams -
your words warm,
remind me of this passion
of this need
of this heat
that grows

Spring
flew in on falling rain
in it’s touch
I feel your kiss
reminding me of this fervor
of this yearning
of this spirit
that grows
Did you make it to the Tulip Festival this year? I waited too long, and it was sold out. :-(
 
Take a moment to meet Monty.
He’s my miracle.
I’ve never been a proud plant mom.
In fact, I have several sickly plants and
A bad track record of plant unintentional sadism.
But Monty…
He has done nothing but thrive since I got him.
He’s a monstera delisciosa and I’m pretty sure I need to help him climb soon,
But I’m scared.
Scared to let him get too big for me to care for him.
Scared to allow him more room in my life to grow.
Scared not to do right by him and give what he needs.
Scared.
I’m just scared.
All the time.
And not just for Monty
But for life.
I’m scared to live the way I want to.
I’m scared to not live the way I need to.
I’m scared for my family.
I’m scared for my patients.
I’m scared to wake up
And I’m scared that I won’t.
Fear is halting
And changing
And I try so hard to hit it
Head-on.

Cross my fingers and knock on wood
I won’t over or under water this beautiful plant.
Careful, Moochie. He appears to be one to lay roots with you.
 
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