Little steps …

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I am about to take a little step.

On a road I know well.

One step after another.

Towards an unknown end.

 

 

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Perfectly Imperfect…

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It is your imperfections that make you unique and beautiful to me.

It is your acceptance of mine that makes me feel loved.

This moment

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an old favourite ..

Brae. A gay woman's tale!

We lie

Stroking, touching, spent.

Hearing the rain on the window, the wind in the trees, a different world away

We lie

In our world, in calm peace, our silence speaking the words we cannot yet say.

You move, your body close and hot against me, your lips gently touching my neck.

We lie

Lost in the memory of our exploration, of our discovery of our cries.

Remembering the taste, the sounds, when we sought and reached and fell

We lie

Complete, in silence,

This moment I want to keep forever

We lie

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Journey

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A fantastic poem by Echoes and Reflections

Echoes and Reflections

It is time to go
But let me just disappear
Into this poem
For a while

Words drip out slowly
Like honey
Or the cherished dream
That once poured out from your lips
And flowed into my mouth

The setting sun plays an immortal hymn
For the moon
Her love is not unrequited
It is just out of reach

The waves break on shore
They carry ancient love letters
So that the beach would never have to be
Skinless

In awe I listen to the rolling sea
It calls out my name
Just like your gaze before
The one that said forever
And I drowned in your eyes
Time after time
Without fear

A solitary pilgrimage
Beneath the night canvas
Painted with sighing stars
With nothing to hold
But memories, dreams
And my undying hope
Faith

Miles away, worlds apart
Footsteps heading in separate directions
Yet you still are my…

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She began to live again

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She began to live again.

As her fingers skimmed the skin of her lover, touching, teasing.

The gentle touch of her lips on her lovers skin turning a key that had been long shut.

Her tongue trailing, outlining, tasting the woman beneath her.

The soft tremble of her lover, the quiet gasps and the quickening of her breath.

She felt it then, the awakening of her own skin, every touch, brush of skin on skin feeling electric.

Every part of her crying out to be touched as her fingers danced and moved on her lover.

Her soul awoke and her time would come once more.

At the end of the day ….

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It does not matter who we try to be, or what we try to make work.

At the end of the day the best person we can be is ourself.    

Not worrying about other people’s views or expectations of us.

Live your life, dress how you want, love who you want.

Just make sure whatever you do is what makes you happy

And whoever you are makes you proud.

Meet the love(s) of my life ….

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This is Brae and Bo .. my dog and cat … they are (for most of the time) best friends and snuggle buddies.    Bo is the dominant one, she bosses poor Brae around, jumps on her, lies on her and tries to steal her treats!

Yesterday I had some friends round for a wee picnic in the garden.  Bo did not appear all day, she was too busy sleeping in my cool bedroom and was obviously far to superior to come to say hello to my friends!    Brae on the other hand was there with us, sunbathing in the garden and enjoying the odd chicken goujon flung her way.

When everyone had left I realised I had forgotten that I had bought a bag of sausage rolls so decided to fling them outside for Brae to eat (she wouldn’t come inside!) … she ate a few of them and gathered the others up into a little pile that she was guarding from Bo (who by this time had decided to get up and try to steal Brae’s treats!) .. Bo didn’t get a look in this time .. Brae chased her everytime Bo went within 6 feet of her wee pile of sausage rolls.

This morning I let Brae out and she went running over to her precious pile to find that Bo had obviously managed to get there during the night and had taken advantage of Brae’s absence.   All (bar one) of the sausages had been eaten… Brae ate the remaining pastry and picked up the one complete sausage roll and kept it in her mouth for the next 30 minutes until we left for work .. she brought it to the car and has left it in the boot … she obviously isnt hungry but is determined that Bo won’t get it!    It is honestly like having a couple of kids!

 

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