poeticdesires

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Archive for the ‘Emotional’ Category

Mild Morning Freak Out —

I woke up, opening my eyes, and at once searching for Tessie. It’s what I do almost every time I wake up. Sometimes, with my occasional tossing and turning, he ends up on the floor. But then, a millisecond later, when I saw him sitting next to my knee, looking right at me, I felt […]

Go See Loopers —

Go see Loopers. GO. SEE. LOOPERS. Gray wanted to see a movie to help with his event drop, his normal salve to ease the pain. When spit balling on what movie to see while I drove us away from camp, he suggested Loopers. I had vaguely heard of it, but was mostly ambivalent about the […]

Eight Days —

It was the longest time in a row that we’d spent together. Every night we slept in the same bed (though not always just the two of us). We ate (almost) every meal together. It was eight straight days of being around each other, eight straight days of time together. When he left, when I […]

See Me —

~ a story ~ I couldn’t scream. I couldn’t cry. I couldn’t speed, my car now ceased from zipping in between other vehicles on our way to the restaurant. You started yelling at me, said my driving fried your nerves and was the act of a petulent child. With those words any of my inclinations […]

Almost Gone —

It happened in an instant. I was teaching my first class of the Grue, a presentation centered on cigar play from the bottom’s perspective. Gray consented to helping me, taking on the role of my demo top. We had already demonstrated a few fun aspects of play (smoke kiss, smoke rise, and eating ash) when […]

Enemy Of Love —

They asked us to give voice to our enemy. Name it. What kept us all from love? Symbolized by a wood carving pulled around the fire, people confronted their enemy. They gave it a name. They shouted, screamed, cursed at it. I stood on the edge of the circle, barely able to contain myself. I […]

Also Missed —

“I’m leaving.”“When?”“Like, right now.” He was pissed. He was really pissed. He stood up and started punching my chest. For a moment I wondered if my missed playdate with TwistedView would happen right there. As I back peddled, somehow Murphy added into the mix, suggesting he could punch my back while TwistedView attacked my front. […]

Missed —

This Labor Day weekend I spent Friday, Saturday, and the morning of Sunday at FetFest. What I experienced during this event was my heart riped in two. My time spent at camp was colored just as much by the people not there as the people who were. As some folks know, a local rigger passed […]

Without You —

~ a story ~I travel down the path, the same one we took that cool October evening, when inexplicably there were still leaves in the trees that rustled in the soft breeze. I step down the path, slowly, intently, and think of you. The trees are the same. Each pebble of gravel in place. Yet, […]

Anxious —

“Boring and more sedate is good for you.” – DocAs he read off the characteristics, one-by-one, I wanted to laugh. There I was in black and white. Well, actually he was reading off of his e-Reader, so maybe black and beige. But still… At the start of our session today, I asked Doc to talk […]