Savoring Your Want of Me (Part IV and End)

The rate you fuck me is excruciatingly slow.

You look up at my face and smile at my impatience.

I bang my hands on your back, but you continue your momentum.

I cry, and you catch my tears with your lips.

You whisper, “hush,” then hasten your movements.

“I want you to feel where I’ve been,”  you breathe into my ear.

“Tomorrow.”

“And the next day,” you say.

As you release your essence into me.

You breathe your promise to me.

To do it…

Again.

And.

Again.

To never stop,

What we’ve begun…

Girl of Colours

She was a Girl of Colours

Darkness and Light too

She was Beauty and Ugliness

Death and Life

Brilliant yet Tarnished

Fire and Water, her elements

She was Everything yet she was Nothing

She was a Woman of Substance that became a Ghost

Even before her Demise she had become an Apparition

She was a Girl of Colours

Darkness and Light too

She was Beauty and Ugliness

Death and Life

Brilliant yet Tarnished

Fire and Water, her elements

She was Everything yet she was Nothing

She was a Woman of Substance that became a Ghost

Even before her Demise she had become an Apparition

Fancy a Brew?

Thank you my dear friend The Reclining Gentleman for the tag. I love coffee. It is a necessary evil in my life. It works to keep me focused because of ADHD. If I didn’t drink it, I’d be even more crazy than I already am.

1) How many cups of coffee per day? At least three cups. Starbucks dark roast preferably.

2) What is your favourite caffeine delivery system? Coffee of course. I’ll drink Coke Zero though. Yum!

3) What was your best cup of coffee? My favorite coffee is Komodo Dragon dark roast from Starbucks. It is bitter and earthy. Add a little ground cinnamon and I’m in Heaven.

4) What was your worst cup of coffee? Oh hell, I don’t know. Probably the gas station we stopped at a few years ago when we were driving to Florida to go to Disney World. It looked like old bathwater and tasted like burnt bacon. Sure, I’d love to drink the bathwater of Ryan Gosling or Johnny Depp, but not in my coffee. GROSS!!!

5) What does your favourite mug say? LIVE, LAUGH, LOVE. What else would you expect from a fiery wench such as moi?

At work, I use a mug that’s covered in flowers, because I’m such a dainty maiden. I need one that’s animal print though. I’m sure  it would go better with my goofy personality. Or maybe I can find one that has the F word repeated all over it. Roger Darling would love that I’m sure.

6) How do you take your coffee? Caramel syrup, real cream, and two Sweet and Low. My dear husband tells me I’m high maintenance. Even with my coffee. I do believe he is right.

7) When was your first cup? I was a latchkey kid, so probably when I was 8 or 9. I was always sneaky and doing things I shouldn’t. Hell, I started smoking when I was 13.

8) Have you ever gone on a coffee tea date? Yes, with Roger Darling of course. And a few of my girlfriends. Starbucks is a favorite place to hang out. It’s nice to sit and chat with a dark roast, Venti.

Sometimes I wonder why the FUCK I had children!

Sometimes my kids annoy the FUCK out of me!  Don’t get me wrong, I’m so in love with them.  I’m proud of them, and I think they’re super fun.  But just once I’d like them to just root for me.  Most of the time they do, but sometimes I just want to say why don’t you like me?  I’m not the typical momma.  Hell when my daughter first starting bringing friends home form college we’d all have drinks.  And to welcome them into the fold we always, always drank a shot of good tequila together.  Of course I drank mine straight with no lime or salt, because I’m not a PUSSY!  Thank God I’ve quit drinking because I on more than one occasion I have gotten completely wasted and made an ass of myself.  Now I just make an ass of myself when I’m sober.  It’s way more fun when I can remember doing it!  But I digress….

So Meg sends me this link to the tv show True Life from Mtv called My Mom is Hot!  I thought it was funny till she told me she and her brother thought I acted like the blonde bimbo that had tits the size of basketballs.  The woman was an embarrassment to herself and her children and definitely needed some intensive therapy.  I may act a fool and embarrass my kids but I do it for my enjoyment and not for attention.  I could be in a store and standing in the humorous card section laughing like a hyena.  Or I’m singing show tunes in public in front of my kids.  Or dancing and singing while working the floor at Petco.  Or in a dark bar watching women take off their clothes at a burlesque show.  Burlesque shows are super fun by the way.  Go to one!  We’ll discuss it in another post….  Hey don’t judge me!  I’m free, sorta young and enjoying life…..

So back to the origin of the post.  I told my daughter that I was hurt by the comparison.  That I didn’t act like that and I certainly wouldn’t desecrate my body the way that woman did.  I also said that I’m 43, thin, healthy, and happy.  I asked that she and her brother find out how a woman my age should act and let me know.  I will then be sure to do the exact opposite of that!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  She called me and told me to chill out.  That she was actually just saying that my tits were that HUGE, even though in reality they are so not.  She said when she and Adam were watching it, they both looked at each other and said wow that could be our mom!  So I guess if they find me funny, that’s a good thing.  If they find me embarrassing, that’s A-okay too.  But thankfully they don’t find me to be a train wreck anymore.  And that’s a VERY, VERY good thing.