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31 December 2005

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magdelena

The world will resume its sense of balance after tonight and this raggedy holiday period will mercifully pass. I have little fondness for the crowded confusion of these times, where layers peel back and the courage it takes to peek at what's beneath is not found in a bottle. I also care little for this random celebration but appreciate the significance and opportunity of shedding the old.

As always, I love your honesty not only in this post but of your writings of late. I especially relished the resolution of your closing lines. I pray this wholeness embraces you completely and takes you passionately into the new year and much better times.

Warmest Wishes beautiful lady.

alwaysarousedgirl

Gorgeous. I was right there with you.

I could use some of that being fucked back to wholeness myself.

Love and very best wishes for a stunningly good 2006.

Shylah

Oh, how I love breath play. *dreamy sigh*

Shay

Non Dr Ruth sex can be oh so much more fun! ^_^

Sorry to hear about the emotional turmoil tho hun!

Goose

I do love your writing so. I wish you balance and cock and peace this next new year. My best to you and for you dear sweet Chelsea.

figleaf

"Do you, once more with clichéd feelings, feel my pain?"

As well as two people who've never met can know it, think I do know exactly how you feel. The feelings are only cliché because they're so elemental -- the red-hot poker hurts only one way, the child lost in the woods as night falls feels only one way, the howling tears triggered by the stupiest songs on the cheesiest radio station burn only one way, and the vacant, aching, can't-cry-like-a-baby-cause-you're-all-grown-up, begging-wouldn't-change-anything limbo of looking at someone who means so much and knowing it's beyond you to make them stay feels only one way too.

I'm glad he's back, CG, but only if he'll fucking stay back, and stay back *with* you and not *for* you, and certainly not only for himself.

This was a beautiful post. I can't vanilla, and ripe-peach, bitter-lemon, and sage-smoke, and Scotch-bonnet you whole, not just in bed but in life as well, and I just hope the bugger does right for you. He's not exactly at the top of my best-wishes list at the moment, but if he's back for you then he's not at the top of my hit list either.

Take care of yourself, CG.

figleaf

"...the self lost and breaking apart as I find myself shuddering sliding melting and becoming whole."

Oh so exquisite and raw and true, this is what does it isn't it, whether you call it love or passion or just pure brutal animal bloodlust, this is what tears us apart and puts us back together again and makes us most ourselves, we are most whole when we've been shattered by sensation and passion and lust and domination and submission and welded back together by his (and your) heat, this is why God made us I think, He must need this as much as we do.

Thank you for writing this, no one else could have written this the way you do. May your wholeness last and last together (and be renewed endlessly)...

ravenna

"...the self lost and breaking apart as I find myself shuddering sliding melting and becoming whole."

Oh so exquisite and raw and true, this is what does it isn't it, whether you call it love or passion or just pure brutal animal bloodlust, this is what tears us apart and puts us back together again and makes us most ourselves, we are most whole when we've been shattered by sensation and passion and domination and submission and welded back together by his (and your) heat, this is why God made us this way I think, He must need this as much as we do.

Thank you for writing this, no one else could have written this the way you do. May your wholeness last and last together (and be renewed endlessly)...

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