Moochie’s Mementos (and a pic or two)

Hi. If it counts for anything, I know something.

I know you’re pretty awesome.

Thank you. 🌷

It does get the point across quickly and effectively 😉🔥🔥

hehe. 😊

Sometimes that’s exactly what you need to say. 🌷💜🌷

Sometimes for sure. 🌷💜🌷

I like your attitude!

Attitude is everything! 🌷

Feel you with the mindset. And nice pic

Thanks! 🌷

After the last few days, I couldn't agree with you more. The pic is helping my mood, so thanks for that.

Sorry to hear that, but also glad to know I’m not alone. 🌷
 
I’ve been dreaming
Of you
Of how we were doomed
Before we even started
Of how you looked at me
The last time you told me
Of how I want more than anything
To go back there
And feel your eyes seeing me
One more time
 

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I’ve been dreaming
Of you
Of how we were doomed
Before we even started
Of how you looked at me
The last time you told me
Of how I want more than anything
To go back there
And feel your eyes seeing me
One more time
Oh my,those piercings have me weak at the knees. Sexy as. 🥰
 
Dark purple

I’m not sure
How long
How many minutes
Hours

My body
Pruned fingers
Toes floating
Soft touch
Left behind
With nothing ahead
But me pliable
And bending
And fracturing
A greenstick
With the wound born
Young
only 6 years old

No snow
Just cold
In your passenger seat
Outside a train station
On the other side of the country
Waiting to be kissed
Mmm,there'd be more than just kissing going on.🥳💋
 
Definitely happy for any rain here right now (both metaphorically and literally). 🌷



Awe, so sweet, HB! Am I a clear night sky full of starlight and possibly? A lovely thought. ✨⭐



Seriously. And thanks, Hon. 🌷



Thank you, Todger. Very observant of you - spent some much-needed, wonderful time with my Daddy… and he left me with some perfect reminders.
A soft kiss to the knave of your neck and a massage to set things alive.😈
 
But really

it’s the way
His eyes get
when looking me over -
allowing me to get lost
deep in their sparks -
that makes my skin tingle
knowing soon
He’ll wrap my hair
around his fist
and pull
Just adjusting my clothing at the moment. 🌹
 
My lustful, greedy need
Like a wall of flames
Kissing licking the surface -
The skin of your neck -
As this closeness, depth
Burns inside like everything,
All that exists,
Should be consumed by us
Yep. I'm tying you down and teasing the hell out of you.😱
 
Mercy is a weekend of no sleep
Ahead of a tired creature
Wartorn by so many of these before
Relief is the smile on her face
After not stopping to walk
Meeting goals never even dreamed of
Compassion is the fingertips
Running lightly over the scar
Down to where only gooseflesh follows
Suffering is the blinking back
Of firestorms worth of passion
Flailing for freedom from
This want to roll the dice
And go for another round
I need to stop looking at those piercings, they're making my pants uncomfortable.
 
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.
So sensual and sexual .
 
My orgasm
Is a train ride,
Starting slowly,
Building as it rolls
Flying down the track
On fingertips
Over a cliff

My orgasm
Is a fire,
Bursting into life
Deep within,
Burning so hot
As a hand
Fan the flames

My orgasm
Is the breath
On my neck,
A growing distraction,
Telling me
Feeling me
Finding me

My orgasm
Is a piece of me
Searching for that connection
That keeps coming,
Entangling itself
In the puzzle
Of movement
Of memories
Would love to just sit,watch and listen as you please yourself.
 
Oh my,those piercings have me weak at the knees. Sexy as. 🥰

Mmm. I suddenly feel dirty
😋

Mmm,there'd be more than just kissing going on.🥳💋

A soft kiss to the knave of your neck and a massage to set things alive.😈

Just adjusting my clothing at the moment. 🌹

Yep. I'm tying you down and teasing the hell out of you.😱

I need to stop looking at those piercings, they're making my pants uncomfortable.

Sexy as fuck.

So sensual and sexual .

I just to spend my day in the shower with you.

Sexy but ouch. 💋 it better.

Would love to just sit,watch and listen as you please yourself.


Hello there. I see you’ve been through quite a bit of this thread in the last couple hours. Just a quick reminder that I am not interested in hearing what’s happening in your pants or in what you want to do with/to my body. Thanks! 🌷
 
I’ve been dreaming
Of you
Of how we were doomed
Before we even started
Of how you looked at me
The last time you told me
Of how I want more than anything
To go back there
And feel your eyes seeing me
One more time
Just read this as I woke up, @Moochienanu
As always, wonderful poem.
I felt it.
I hope you are taking care of you.
*sending hugs*
🌷🌷🌷🌷
 
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