My Moonlight - Blog Posts

Mood....

I'm too far down the rabbit hole......

Always comforting to know the moon is always there...

moon by frankastro

It's a beautiful feeling, when in all honesty and pleased emotion, to tell her she's a good girl, when she's deserving.

Moon....

Mood:

Sweet kisses that turns into savage sex....

I hate that I'm afraid to sleep, not because of the demons that try to get at me as my dreams turn into nightmares.

It's because I survived today, everyone I care about in this fragile world I live in survived the day. Tomorrow..... Is inevitable and could be so much worse than any bad day I've ever had to live through.

While I go to sleep, against my will, but out of necessity. I know I have the comfort of my moon to glow upon me.

I don't take her for granted.

My moon....

““I can’t lose you. Because if I ever did, I’d have lost my best friend, my soul mate, my smile, my laugh, my everything.””

—

I'm thinking about you

When I say...... 'I'm thinking about you'..... It sometimes isn't so simple.

I'm thinking about you....... Means my mind is flying, so many thoughts slamming around, too many paths it's taking, that I don't know what to do.

It means that i can't stop thinking about your eyes, your face, the glow of your skin, the sound of your laugh, the beautiful way you cum, the shape of your legs, the way I feel safe with you, the way you calm me, the way you slip into my head, the one thought I didn't think..... And it disarms many.

I'm thinking about you..... Means I know you've had a rough day, I know you are down because I can feel it in your aura, in the invisible energy your words carry.

I'm thinking about you..... Means I'm hurting and you are all I want. Life has me scared and I want to lay at your breast and close my eyes. It means that you've been quiet and my mind won't stop itself thinking that you have been filling your moments with someone else... Someone better.

I'm thinking about you...... Is a very powerful statement.

I seek you out.... You are all I hunger for tonight.

How sexy you are when you wear your stockings....

To be able to wake, relish your body in the early morning light.....to enjoy my moon

To fall asleep.... Caressing you.... Until my arm goes limp, as I drift off to dream

To lay the ropes against your delicate skin, watching them dig as they strain against the pattern....

Craving my moon right now........

So sexy to bind your hands, having you submit, slowly having my way.

Always.....

Give her good dick & self confidence

I can't pass by a book shelf or a library, without thinking how beautiful building one with you would be.

The shower... One of our favorite places.... Together until the water runs cold.

The subtle yet powerful act of holding your hand while I drive... No words... Just soft touches

Like Ozzy said.....

"I don't ask much..... I just want you."

It's asking a lot....

I need you to be the last thing I taste, your salt drying on my lips, the final drops of your sliding deeper into me.

I need your heartbeat to be the last vibrational sound my ears enjoy as my ear presses into your warm flesh.

I crave the feeling you give... My heart beating faster and harder with every thought of you that slides through me, my blood pumping, muscles filling and straining, my erection aching harder for your energy, seeking your release.

This is a very open love letter to the one embedded deep in my heart.

Love

You are my obsession, I see your words /your face... My heart pounds and I feel calm, I feel perfect and right..... You are my addiction, I crave and need, in in those moments after our interactions I need, crave, my desire grows, so much I shake, you are powerful.

Don't ever feel you aren't strong, because i beg to differ.

You are my moon, my moonlight.

Why?

I look at the moon I feel calm, it's reflective light bathing us comforting.

I look up at the moon the same time as you and no matter our paths, no matter the distance, we are looking and loving the same thing.

Only you are my moon..my comfort, my inspiration. You are my light when all I see is dark, when I'm bright, you reflect my light, spread it farther than I ever could alone.

You speak to my heart, understand me in ways many could not, even when I don't understand myself you somehow find what it is I can't voice.

You take every part of my intensity, even though I know it's one of my biggest issues, you accept all my faults, the moments when I know it's my past trust /abandonment issues taking, and even when hard, with tears in your eyes, you not only handle me, but love me more.

I didn't have to learn to love you, and that is why it's so easy to love you.

The faults you carry, you know I don't see them as such, never have.

Thank you for your light.

Your love.

Your glow upon my life.

I need the moon close tonight... Seems from watching historical documents (cartoons), I can pull it closer with a seemingly average length rope.

If only it was so easy.

Ache....

Hard to describe the ache I carry for you.

I remember when it started, it was when I heard your voice for the first time, saw your eyes, felt your energy, that it began to bloom.

Felt like a slight burn from touching a hot pot from the stove.... It registered differently in me, pushed away things I felt and was definitely new.

Now..... It's something different.

It's an obsession, a craving powerful in scope.

You invade my thoughts, my body reacts like I need a nicotine fix, I physically quiver at the thought of you.

I know every curve, every speck of color in your eyes, your voice fills my head long after you speak, it's the only music I want to play.

I yearn for your touch, for your caress, I want to feel your fingers trailing my skin, your nails tearing into my flesh, I crave you invading my space, playing with my beard.

I need to touch.... I need to rip the clothes from your body and I need to tear you open.

I want to bruise you, hear your screams, I want to use every bit of you up, breathe in your air as I'm making your heart pound faster and harder.

I want to devour your body, pull you apart, get lost in your soul, feel your heart beating against mine as I dig into your darkness and the part of you that's only for me.

My ache decreases with every intimate stroke, filling you deep inside, every whisper, every sound.... Mine... Feeding I take.... I build... I consume you until the air is nothing but ash.....

Even as I slump into exhaustion, my lips full of your taste, my tongue savoring the salt of your skin.... As I feel myself running out of you and down your thigh.....

My ache begins to build again.

Any one can give their body to another... That's not intimacy or the type I crave.

I want to lay with you, your body on me, feeling your weight, the rise and fall of your breathe, every movement you make... All recorded in my mind to play back later.

To run my hands through your hair, to trail my fingers across your body, memorizing every surface, every deviation... Every crease, wrinkle, mole and curve.

To know you take solace in me, while in sleep giving control, to wake in my arms, feeling my touch, and the aura of love I have running through me.

The sound of your voice soothes me, while I can be content throughout my day, nothing quite speaks to my soul like you.

Every night just when i look up at the moon, i wonder if he’s looking at it too; and i don’t know what to do.