Through the longest and darkest of nights I wait. My breath comes in only the most shallow and pained of gasps and I can do nothing but measure each moment, inhale, exhale, and wait. I sit beside the tormented lovers through the centuries of this blackest night, stars hidden, mercifully, so that we are not tortured even further by their movement so slow that at times entire constellations go devoid and spiral back into history. I will pass through this Yelda and experience the exhileration of... read more

Gratefully, I sleep. I rise and dress and hear the shrieks of my children playing. Early as it is, they may shriek and yell and run and play. I do not have to shush or chase, reprimand or closet these bundles of energy any longer. For four and a half months they have been quieted as I tried to keep my family from impacting those who have been loving enough to offer their home while we had none. My friends are gracious for the most part, rarely making me feel the imposition was too great... read more

My one has gone, moved to the bay and I remain in the rain soaked land, shrouded in grey mists. Waves of sadness, they crest and relief comes when I hear his voice, read his words. Persian magic, it holds me still, enrapt. I dream of his sweet belly and devilish grin, him rubbing my feet and treating me like his queen. Noble love, divine one, may the universe propel you to a swift return.

Cooked beans left in the pot to sit. No shell shock at slamming lids but dinner, slowly made and calmly absorbed. Then perhaps a glass of wine, a tendril of smoke and the dopamine quiet of after love rush. Breathing, smiling in a realm of my own, finally, finally I find I am home.

I got my chaps today, mm-mmm as tight as they come: cinched about my waist, painted blackness upon my thighs, and a puddle of flesh dripping about my heels. I have desired these things for years. What delicious fun to finally posess them!