Sunday Night Musing

Dear Lady Juneleh,

Well sweet girl you read one post here and I can't say if that is because it was late, I bored you or if 53 other things happened.

But here I am writing you again to ask how long you are going to make me wait before I get to kiss you again. How long before I get to take you and we get to roam through our kingdom.

You can tell me all you want about complications and challenges and I'll agree but fuck woman, we're not stupid people. This isn't impossible and yeah I understand some would claim there is moral ambiguity but fuck them.

Life is short and your silver carousel only spins in circles so many times and if you are going to let it take you up and down you might as well let me do the pumping.

I know you are thinking about it, maybe not every day and maybe you do your best to put those thoughts away but they creep back up. Wrap your hand around me and maybe you can see if you can make rise up too. ;)

Give me your hand and let's see if a boy and a girl can walk through their own private woods. I hear you about life feeling like a chore, let me help it feel less so

I can be sweet, or I can wrap both of my hands in your hair and remind you what it feels like to be a woman and to be alive in a way that no one else can.

Really.

Saturday Night

Dear June,

Hadn't heard from you all day and figured I would probably check in with you tonight and then boom, you wrote me.

Been thinking about you on and off as I am won't to do. When you told me about the current situation I understood your fear and concern, made perfect sense.

If I told you that when you said it could kill you my initial thought was you won't die because we are destined to sleep together again you might yell at me and say it is a selfish thought. You might call it ridiculous and or stupid or maybe not.

Your health is of paramount importance and of course I don't want anything to happen to you. In this place I always tell you what I think so I figured I'd mention both.

Hell, sometimes when I watch you on TV or wherever I picture you with your lips wrapped around me. It is just me, who I am. 

What drives it all is the deep connection. Hell if I know exactly how it all plays out. I still think we are going to have time together to be intimate. Who knows how that all plays out. I don't worry about it. I figure this is/was all improbable and yet here we are.

You do know that part of why I want that physical component is because when we have let go we have had that really deep, intimate trust. Why wouldn't I want to tear down that wall and go there again. We only get so many opportunities in life.

Not everyone gets to experience what we have. 

So do I want you on your back, from behind and on your knees, why I suppose I do.

Do your best to not buy trouble before it happens. It is hard to do it, but I have lived through some truly hellish and horrible times and can speak from experience.

If the bad shit comes it will get there and you'll have your fill or suris and if it doesn't, well you won't have lost as much sleep.

Easier said than done, but worth the effort.

I'll hold your hand and help Lady Juneleh.