Dreams…

The sun is shining down on her as she strolls down the narrow path of the cemetery, she’s been here so many times in her mind.  she feels her pulse begin to race as she nears his grave…  why does her mind always have to go here? Why cant she just sleep peacefully just for a few hours?  Well those questions will never be answered… as she gets closer, she can barely breathe… it’s almost as if a ton of bricks has been placed on her chest.  The icy cold fingers emerge from the earth and reach to grasp her ankle… that damn hand yet again…  she breaks into a run, down the flowered lane, and out through the iron gate… all of a sudden the sky grows dark.  she just keeps running and running, unsure if she can stop… still thinking about the hand and what lies beneath it… she can barely see anything in front of her as she runs faster and faster the wind in her hair, her feet barely touching the ground…  she hits a brick wall, *SMACK*…  no not a wall.  she  quickly scrambles to her feet and looks in front of her,  it’s Him…  He wraps His arms tightly around her and kisses her tears away…  “It’s okay little girl, I’m here now, let Me help you…”  He holds her so tightly she can barely breathe… this is the Man she loves, with all of her being.  she awakens to find herself alone on the couch… wow a dream… maybe the nightmares are finally over?

Happy

Hello Gentle R/readers, I hope this finds all of Y/you well… I am wonderful.  The smile has returned to my face and I feel as though the sun is shining down on me once again… this my dear F/friends is a beautiful thing.  I only wish this kind of happiness for the rest of the world, How amazing would that be?

Well enough of my mad rantings, I just wanted to say a quick thank Y/you to those who have contributed to my new found joy… Y/you all know who Y/you are. Hugs and kissssssessssssss for every one of Y/you. ~smiles~

learning to forget…

I can make you forget “Him”… Those words made me laugh… forget Him? Never!… move on.. maybe.  He told me, He would never forget, He said, W/we should be together, I’ll be here when you’re ready little one… soo she took a chance… she called Him… just to say hi, but as soon as His voice came on the line, her tears started flowing like gentle rain…” Heyyy?? what’s wrong?” He asked, half knowing what she was going to say.

“Nothing really”, she mumbled in a child-like tone. "I’m broken and I need a hug”..  Fifteen minutes later she heard a car in the driveway… wow she thought, that was fast… if only “He” could’ve done that… all would be fine.  At least that’s what she keeps trying to tell herself.

she answered the door with tear-filled eyes and suddenly she was in His arms… “Are you okay babe?" He asked, the concern visible on His tanned face, His blue eyes piercing through her.  “NO no no no, I’m not okay,  I’m broken, I told You before, I just need a hug, I don’t know what the hell… I just wanted to Love Him", He nodded and raised a finger to her lips as He pushed His way into the house… “Well, do I need to kill someone?”,  He asked... she just shook her head in response as He wrapped His arms around her and rocked her gently.  “I't’s okay little one, I’m here now, see I told ya I’d be here if ya needed Me… I’m always here for you, you know I love your silly little ass, no matter what you do, I will always be right here.”

He held her for hours… made her dinner, and made her eat it… a real Man, a real Friend… They sat there on the couch, His arms wrapped tightly around her, wiping away her tears as she cried, and after a few hours she managed to get the words out… “HE PROMISED HE WOULDN’T HURT ME”  that’s when He said it…  “I can make you forget…”  How can she ever forget “Him”… it’s so hard, but she must try.

Stress!!!!

Okay Gentle Readers, Y/you may think to Y/yourselves “hey two posts? wow…”, yeah right… wow.  I have been shifted here and there and everywhere all over this fine fucking country, I’ve been to New York, Indianna, and numerous other places, now my Dear Lovelies, I’m stuck in Chicago, I said to myself… “self, you should rent a car and just drive to Him”, then I remembered a nightmare… my luggage, if I get off this plane the morons are certain to lose all my shit.  So I’ve made a conscious descision  to sit my happy asssss right here, this is the last leg of my journey, Yay! if I can just make it to my destination in one piece, I will most certainly be the  happiest little girl everrrrr.  Okay, time to hush now…  Just a tiny bitch fest lol.

her christmas morning…

Well, I guess it’s that time again… boredom or nerves or yeah lol a bit of both has lead me to this place once more.

She sits quietly staring out the window, her hands shaking, her mouth dry, the ever present lump in her throat growing with each passing cloud.  Today is the day P/people!, Holy fuck this is it… the moment T/they’ve both dreamt of for so long.  She floats along as if in some kind of trance, staring into her laptop, thinking of what is to come next.  To calm her nerves she runs over a to do list in her mind, okay little girl she thinks, you’re good, you can so fucking do this, it’s easy, Right?…  She glances over at the elderly woman sitting next to her, she’s sleeping so peacefully… her snores which once annoyed are becoming barely audible over her thoughts.

She can barely contain her excitement, closing her eyes for a moment she realizes any attempt to sleep is futile, her mind won’t allow it.  Getting closer to Him now, the butterflies that have taken residency in her stomach are now in flight, they scramble about inside her frantically.  She thinks about her family back home, her dog, friends…  friends wow, they think she’s nuts for doing this, she doesn’t care though, her love for Him outweighs all the doubts… all the lies, all of it.  At this moment in time all she really wants is that first hug.  The first touch from the Man she has loved from afar for so very long, this is what she needs.  He is what she needs, His love, His embrace, this is what it will take to calm her once again.  Again she looks at her hands, still trembling, she clasps them tightly in front of her looking around to see if any of the other passengers know her fear.  In the rear of the plane she hears a baby cry for it’s mother, it’s urgent call getting louder and more persistent… good lord  help her get off of this damn plane soon.  She feels like they’ve been flying for days and days… The flight attendant walks by and she thinks of ordering a drink…. nooo she thinks to herself, that just won’t do at all… The pilot comes over the loudspeaker, something about turbulence… she chuckles a little thinking of the irony of a crash, and how pissed off she would be if she never got her hug, okay none of that YOU she thinks. This is happening today, You will make this happen little one… He is waiting for you.  Once again she closes her tired eyes.  soon my Love… soon.

The Bite Before Christmas

A dark twisted version of a holiday classicby Marita Jaeger and Camille Burgin
T'was the night before Christmas
When all through the manor
Every creature was stirring
In black velvet glamour
The candles blazed on the mantle
In a flaming rage
Lighting the way for those
Far from beyond the grave
How the mortals were nestled
All snug in their beds,
Elusive visions of Christmas
Dreamily floating in their heads
But the dark Master and Mistress
Draped in their capes
Had plans quiet contradictory
To the Holy Saint
Over treetops they flew
Through the icy night sky
They reached their destination
As the midnight bells chimed
Up on the rooftop
The dark couple did land
The mortals woke with a start
Knowing evil was at hand
The mortals cautiously peered
Through a window of frost
Knowing they would pay
The ultimate cost
The moon on the crest
Of the new fallen snow
Cast an illusive shadow
On the ghastly pale faces below
Their eyes gleamed with hunger
Their movements were stealth
Silent were the mortal's screams
Their terror was felt.
The Wicked slyly appeared
In the corner of the room
Staring into the frightened souls
Who felt certain doom
They wasted no time,
But went direct for the veins
Their touch intoxicating
As they sunk in their fangs
Death came too quickly
Yet the hunger was sated
Disappearing into the mist
They mysteriously faded
The last mortal memory
Was sarcastically trite
Mockingly, the Vampires
exclaimed:
"Merry Christmas to all
and to all a good Bite."

“why do I love You, Sir?”

"Why do I love" You, Sir? Because The Wind does not require the Grass To answer Wherefore when He pass She cannot keep Her place. Because He knows and Do not You And We know not Enough for Us The Wisdom it be so The Lightning never asked an Eye Wherefore it shut when He was by Because He knows it cannot speak And reasons not contained Of Talk There be preferred by Daintier Folk The Sunrise Sire compelleth Me Because He's Sunrise and I see Therefore Then I love Thee Emily Dickinson