Moochie’s Meandering Missives (and a pic or two)

[Todger65]

https://forum.literotica.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=2106732&stc=1&d=1603204559

Sending love in your direction.

 

[Fingerfuxs]

Just a Interesting observation

if you are looking up
Eyes wide open , will
U see the tear drops
before they fall

If you are looking
down , eyes shut
Does your minds
Eye see them blend
To become one

If you take a second
Stick out your tongue
Taste the mixture
Of raindrops and
Teardrops as one.

Bitter sweet ? Or
Seldom done ?
It’s that second
U took that makes
them taste
Yum and as one.

 

[Moochienanu]

I don’t feel like saying much lately.
Perhaps I’ve fallen into a funk
Where up isn’t important
And time is relative to the people filling it...
It’s getting colder,
Wetter,
As the Pacific Northwest tends to in autumn.
I found a spider this morning
Crawling across the tile of the kitchen,
So I let it go outside.
I watched it crawl into the bushes
Of my front yard,
And thought that this life in a web
Might be one I could endure,
But not one I was made for.

Image removed on 3/20/22

 

[y=mx+b]

I don’t feel like saying much lately.
Perhaps I’ve fallen into a funk
Where up isn’t important
And time is relative to the people filling it...
It’s getting colder,
Wetter,
As the Pacific Northwest tends to in autumn.
I found a spider this morning
Crawling across the tile of the kitchen,
So I let it go outside.
I watched it crawl into the bushes
Of my front yard,
And thought that this life in a web
Might be one I could endure,
But not one I was made for.

Yeah.

 

[Massive Grooves]

I don’t feel like saying much lately.
Perhaps I’ve fallen into a funk
Where up isn’t important
And time is relative to the people filling it...
It’s getting colder,
Wetter,
As the Pacific Northwest tends to in autumn.
I found a spider this morning
Crawling across the tile of the kitchen,
So I let it go outside.
I watched it crawl into the bushes
Of my front yard,
And thought that this life in a web
Might be one I could endure,
But not one I was made for.

Your moods are cyclical.

I know.

And I’m patient.

 

[Moochienanu]

Run aground,
Shoreline raised up in the distance,
A jump swim to safety
In inky waters
Surrounded in skirts
Ripping each off
Cold sinking in
Every movement slowed
Frozen fingers attempting removal
A sodden weighted corset
Under labored breath
Kicking legs giving their last
Stop
And sink.

The ending of this story
Is always the same,
And that is to say,
That everything ends
Even stories.

Image removed on 3/20/22

 

[SassySheDevil]

Thinking about long drives
Down back-country roads,
Where slow blinks
Take me to the passenger seat,
My head falling back,
Hand in yours
As you see it cross my face
And wait until I can’t any longer.

This is such a beautiful picture Moochie!!

 

[Shyguy1369]

Run aground,
Shoreline raised up in the distance,
A jump swim to safety
In inky waters
Surrounded in skirts
Ripping each off
Cold sinking in
Every movement slowed
Frozen fingers attempting removal
A sodden weighted corset
Under labored breath
Kicking legs giving their last
Stop
And sink.

The ending of this story
Is always the same,
And that is to say,
That everything ends
Even stories.

I hope you are staying safe and strong.
Stories do end, but they can also begin.

 

[AngelicaS1780]

Gorgeous corset, lovely.

 

[Todger65]

Run aground,
Shoreline raised up in the distance,
A jump swim to safety
In inky waters
Surrounded in skirts
Ripping each off
Cold sinking in
Every movement slowed
Frozen fingers attempting removal
A sodden weighted corset
Under labored breath
Kicking legs giving their last
Stop
And sink.

The ending of this story
Is always the same,
And that is to say,
That everything ends
Even stories.

http://forum.literotica.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=2106916&stc=1&d=1603412893

The end of one story often leads to the start of another, it’s just a case of finding the right page, or the right book.

 

[Moochienanu]

It’s more difficult today
Than any before
Not to minimize myself
Who I am
Or was
To you
And us
Because there’s this deep breath
I can’t take anymore
That’s sitting on my chest
Saying nothing can be the same.

I thought
For a moment
There was hope,
But that was a foolish girl
Playing make believe
With her own emotions
When she shouldn’t have.

So today,
Coming back to reality,
No one can fix this feeling
But me -
And right now
I feel as horrible
As anyone
Who can’t what they can’t.

 

[tnman03]

It’s more difficult today
Than any before
Not to minimize myself
Who I am
Or was
To you
And us
Because there’s this deep breath
I can’t take anymore
That’s sitting on my chest
Saying nothing can be the same.

I thought
For a moment
There was hope,
But that was a foolish girl
Playing make believe
With her own emotions
When she shouldn’t have.

So today,
Coming back to reality,
No one can fix this feeling
But me -
And right now
I feel as horrible
As anyone
Who can’t what they can’t.

Perseverance, audacity, and letting go of what's past will turn "can't's" into something(s) new and better.

 

[Todger65]

It’s more difficult today
Than any before
Not to minimize myself
Who I am
Or was
To you
And us
Because there’s this deep breath
I can’t take anymore
That’s sitting on my chest
Saying nothing can be the same.

I thought
For a moment
There was hope,
But that was a foolish girl
Playing make believe
With her own emotions
When she shouldn’t have.

So today,
Coming back to reality,
No one can fix this feeling
But me -
And right now
I feel as horrible
As anyone
Who can’t what they can’t.

Some days are always going to be harder to cope with, a good memory from the past on this day makes it harder, memories you never forget.

 

[Moochienanu]

Laced

What is it,
I wonder,
That makes you
Crave
Yearn
Hunger
Suffer
Thirst
Ache
For someone?

Is there an imaginary string
Unraveling around my middle
That slinks across the miles
And connects the two of us,
Leaving me with this
Pain akin to feeling a
Phantom limb?

If you reach out and find that string,
Pull it
Taught
Hard
Sharp
With a
Tug,
Would my body shake
While my feet stay planted?

Take a fist full of lace
And let’s find out.

Image removed on 3/20/22

 

[y=mx+b]

Fucking hell...

That photo hits on all goddamn cylinders for me.

Fuck.

 

[Shyguy1369]

What is it,
I wonder,
That makes you
Crave
Yearn
Hunger
Suffer
Thirst
Ache
For someone?

Is there an imaginary string
Unraveling around my middle
That slinks across the miles
And connects the two of us,
Leaving me with this
Pain akin to feeling a
Phantom limb?

If you reach out and find that string,
Pull it
Taught
Hard
Sharp
With a
Tug,
Would my body shake
While my feet stay planted?

Take a fist full of lace
And let’s find out.

This definitely is well put... I could feel the pain in my heart. Emotions are never far for me lately, and this actually choked me up.

 

[Todger65]

What is it,
I wonder,
That makes you
Crave
Yearn
Hunger
Suffer
Thirst
Ache
For someone?

Is there an imaginary string
Unraveling around my middle
That slinks across the miles
And connects the two of us,
Leaving me with this
Pain akin to feeling a
Phantom limb?

If you reach out and find that string,
Pull it
Taught
Hard
Sharp
With a
Tug,
Would my body shake
While my feet stay planted?

Take a fist full of lace
And let’s find out.

https://forum.literotica.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=2107145&stc=1&d=1603731654

That’s a good description of that ache to want something that is not available.

 

[Inbef]

What is it,
Take a fist full of lace
And let’s find out.

Wonderful.

 

[Moochienanu]

I have impure thoughts
Of what it would feel like
If your hand were moving
Up my thigh now,
If your lips were moving
Down my neck now,
If your body were pressed
Next to mine now...

And I let my imagination
Run away

Image removed on 3/20/22

 

[y=mx+b]

His loss = our gain.

Because that there is fucking fantastic.

 

[scotluvsoral]

I have impure thoughts
Of what it would feel like
If your hand were moving
Up my thigh now,
If your lips were moving
Down my neck now,
If your body were pressed
Next to mine now...

And I let my imagination
Run away

Your words continue to reveal your heart and the picture is powerfully erotic!!

 

[Todger65]

I have impure thoughts
Of what it would feel like
If your hand were moving
Up my thigh now,
If your lips were moving
Down my neck now,
If your body were pressed
Next to mine now...

And I let my imagination
Run away

https://forum.literotica.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=2107193&stc=1&d=1603808788

How to turn imagination into near reality.

 

[Moochienanu]

His loss = our gain.

Because that there is fucking fantastic.

Loss and gain is an interesting thing.
Being lost in a moment,
Gaining perspective,
Losing a meaning
To gain a new one...

 

[HonorableRogue]

What is it,
I wonder,
That makes you
Crave
Yearn
Hunger
Suffer
Thirst
Ache
For someone?

Is there an imaginary string
Unraveling around my middle
That slinks across the miles
And connects the two of us,
Leaving me with this
Pain akin to feeling a
Phantom limb?

If you reach out and find that string,
Pull it
Taught
Hard
Sharp
With a
Tug,
Would my body shake
While my feet stay planted?

Take a fist full of lace
And let’s find out.

The age old question, "why do fools fall in love?" Though I enjoy pondering the wonders and mysteries of why two people connected at a particular instance for some amount of time I truly enjoy contemplating the temporal aspect of the connection. At a sooner or later time would the attraction and connection be the same? Would it be more intense? More exciting? More adventuresome? Or less?

Do I have to experience,.process and internalize somethings to provide meaning, perspective or scale to other things? Do attraction, love, lust, need and other emotions and instincts have a shelf life?

But to answer your question, if the scientists are right you might be quantumly entangled with any number of folks and that may explain why your lives cross in this life or another. Why you trust some implicitly from the first moment and avoid others no matter their determined efforts.

I hope you find another entangled soul to tug at your strings in an equal yet different way that let's you see, do and learn more about life, the universe and the Moochie.

I have impure thoughts
Of what it would feel like
If your hand were moving
Up my thigh now,
If your lips were moving
Down my neck now,
If your body were pressed
Next to mine now...

And I let my imagination
Run away

Your imagination is the only thing that would consider running away from the scene you created and captured. Everything else would want to do their best to ensure the scene went from staged to reality. From carefully controlled to spontaneously creative. From erotic to almost pornographic.


Your visual and written art continues to prove you're both a muse and a siren.

Cheers

 

[Moochienanu]

I need a moment