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1 year ago. Saturday, July 20, 2024 at 9:43 PM

A bed warm on both sides

Tight, inescapable cuddles

A hand run through hair

A kiss on the forehead

Soft, affectionate smiles

Roughened hands and silver scars

Eyes brimming with love and adoration

A spontaneous adventure on mountain roads, a crystalline lake on the horizon

Singing along to songs as a warm breeze blows through open car windows

Standing together in the rain, a primal moment suspended in time

A shared look and mutual understanding

An intimate knowing shared by no other

Peace, safety, and security

Insistence that an order be followed

A firm grip and heavy-landing hand

Shushing and comforting, soothing and stinging, cheek pressed against cheek

A taking of control, exerted will undeterred by protest

An unbreakable hold even through fidgeting

Dominating and assertive masculine energy, demanding surrender

A satisfied growl

Cuddling in front of the fire on a stormy night

Unwavering trust and devotion

A constant awareness and watchful eye, gaze unwavering

Protection and possession burning fiercely at heart

A following of baser instincts

Bared teeth and promising eyes

An acceptance of violent affection and loving abuse

Dark urges from a beast within welcomed with open arms

A gentle caress and fistful of hair as head rests on thigh

Worshiping, pacifying, and warming in equal measure

A contented purr and quieting of mind

A connection so pure and intimate that two become one

Uninhibited laughter, gruff and beautiful

A matching of moods and energy, or a contrast to brighten the dark

Being completely in tune, intuiting and perceiving that which others do not see

Running a bath or making a nest of pillows and blankets when comfort is needed

A reciprocation of silliness, sarcasm, snark, and dark humor

A willingness to share deeper, more intimate and sentimental thoughts and feelings

A secluded home, holding cherished memories of love, joy, and intimacy

Clothes sharing a closet and keepsakes sharing a shelf

A baby's precious laugh

A hug from behind, cheek resting on head, closed eyes, and soft smiles

Being looked upon with fondness when cuddled up with a stuffie and blankie

A stroll through a market, hand in hand, always protected and soothed

A head lying on a lap, being petted and talked into a peaceful sleep

An easing of ache, no matter when or where

Removal of choice, taking whenever it's wanted or needed

A reminder of ownership, instructed to stay still and accept it

A punishing grip on hip and throat, bruising bite holding in place

The snarl of an inner animal, breathtaking in its beautiful passion and aggression

A permanent marking and claiming, inside and out

An exchange of comfort, reassurance, loving words, and adoring gazes

Falling asleep nestled together, yet looking forward to being used during the night

 

So now I ask - what do you dream of? 

 

1 year ago. Sunday, May 26, 2024 at 12:40 PM

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

1 year ago. Thursday, May 23, 2024 at 9:01 AM

 

 

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On my surface lies calm and still

Though down below seeks a thrill

Out on the hunt, but not to kill

I bore the brunt as you break my will

Wanting and needing before I wake

Fill my body to ease your ache

Surrender and claim, the give-and-take

Marked and tamed, a hunger slaked 

 

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1 year ago. Friday, May 3, 2024 at 6:12 PM

 

Look

 

Listen

 

Feel

 

Exist

 

 

 

 

Words have power

 

So does silence

 

Quiet your mind

 

Still your thoughts

 

And just take a moment

 

to feel

 

that you're alive

 

And oh, what a blessing that is

 

 

1 year ago. Thursday, May 2, 2024 at 12:40 AM

 

Down in the very core of my being, in the depths that few are allowed to see, lies the truest of romantic hearts - a sentimentalist to the utmost and extreme degree. There is nothing in this world that I wish for more, nothing that my soul has ever cried out for more than my person. More than anything, I long for the deep emotional, mental, romantic, and spiritual connection with my soulmate (or whichever term is preferred).

I crave the little intimacies.

 

A hand held walking down the street

An inescapable, secure hug with my head tucked under their jaw

A hand running through my hair, or sitting at someone's feet as they brush it

Sitting on the floor, hugging someone's legs and resting my head on their lap as I drift off into a nap

A memorized drink order

A hand resting on the small of my back, my neck, my shoulder, or my leg simply because they need that connection and contact

Picking out my clothes for the day, or grabbing a hoodie before we leave even though I probably won't get cold

Knowing and recognizing the signs that say I'm getting sleepy

Noticing the minute changes in my expressions or behaviors that tell of how I'm feeling without a word ever being exchanged

Knowing which blankie is my favorite, and that I will always want it with me even if I'm hot

Asking weird or random questions out of a desire to learn about me and my personality

Knowing which perfume I wear and the types of scents I like

Inside jokes or mutual understandings that can be conveyed with a single look

An instinctual, confident knowing of what I'm thinking or feeling in a certain situation or in response to something

Knowing the things that touch my heart on the deepest level, and that I am an incredibly sentimental person who will save and cherish anything personal or heartfelt

Understanding when I'm joking, teasing, being playful, or trying to spark a reaction

Allowing me to wash their hands and feet and take care of their nails

Placing trust in me

Finding comfort in my presence and falling asleep, or relaxing as I kneed their aches away

Random little touches or loving words throughout the day because we're each other's safe spaces

Cuddling in bed as I'm wrapped tightly in safe and comforting arms, relaxed and at peace in a way I never will be without them

Recognizing when my mind starts to spin and I become too much inside my own head, and taking complete, unwavering control to talk me out of that space and calm/recenter my mind

Knowing that my thoughts have a tendency to wander and that I can get sidetracked pretty easily, and that it's okay to put me back on the right path

Memorizing the random little things I say about myself in passing out of a desire to know me better than anyone else

Noticing little changes in my behaviors, patterns, or habits and knowing what they could mean

Saying or doing something purely because they know it will make me laugh

Being comfortable enough with me to be silly, playful, unguarded, and entirely unfiltered

Knowing that I try to hold back and stuff down my emotions because, otherwise, I feel them to an all-consuming degree

Knowing when I need comfort and what to do to provide it, and allowing me to return the same

Always keeping an eye on me, especially when out in public, and an instinctual, constant awareness of me

Laying their entire weight on me without fear of hurting me, knowing that the weight, security, and connection would silence my mind

Trusting and having confidence in me enough to bare their soul - their deepest thoughts, feelings, and emotions - without fear of being judged

Confiding in me their secrets, fears, and hardships without even a thought as to whether or not I would share what was discussed

 

I crave the little intimacies.

I crave a soul-deep connection, a meshing of two minds, an irreversible intertwining of two hearts, an intrinsic knowing and understanding of another person, an unbreakable bond, an unshakeable trust, and an unending love.

I crave to become one with another person, wherein the rest of the world ceases to exist and we no longer wish to or can even fathom the idea of living without the other.

Two life forces come together into one. 

 

Y'know, just a small, teeny tiny intimacy ?

No biggie.

 

 

1 year ago. Saturday, April 27, 2024 at 3:28 PM

 

 

 

 

"Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness."

 

 

1 year ago. Thursday, April 25, 2024 at 5:43 PM

 

Thank you, Mr. Maxorde, for the challenge!

I'm incapable of picking "just one" of anything, but I added timestamps so y'all don't have to listen to the entire song ?

 

 

 

? 4:39

 

 

 

? 2:48

 

 

 

? 6:10

 

 

 

? 2:40

 

 

Alright, I'm done ?

Adios ?

1 year ago. Wednesday, April 24, 2024 at 2:30 PM

 

Thank you very much, Ms. Squeedoodle, for a fun and cute challenge ♡

Your blue bunny is absolutely adorable ?

 

I added a few photos of my favorite stuffies to my profile ?

1 year ago. Sunday, April 21, 2024 at 7:14 PM

 

I have been contemplating random stuff recently, late-night ponderings and somnolent reflections, and sparked a train of thought... 


I always try to display my affection and appreciation in a way that resonates with the other person. My personal preferences and feelings are secondary to ensuring that the other person feels valued and cared for.

For example, gift-giving could be my preferred love language, but baking a loaf of bread may not hold the same significance for someone who values physical touch. I would prioritize what they need, provide for them in the way they need it, and ensure that they know how valued they are. I would hug them, hold them, and only after they have been reassured of my feelings for them would I give them the bread.

Consider this: if someone were to express their preference for words of affirmation, yet I refrained from doing so due to concerns about appearing insincere, this could leave them feeling unappreciated and questioning my feelings toward them.
I know what they want, they've explained as much to me, but I chose not to consider it because our interpretations on the matter differed.

"How much can this person truly care about me; how in tune with me can this person actually be; how attached can this person really feel if they don't see the value in making sure I feel heard, seen, loved, known, and cared for?"

Well. . .

It is possible that on a conscious level, they are aware of your feelings toward them. However, it is the subconscious mind that often harbors doubts and insecurities. When someone's preferred expressions of love are disregarded or given little importance, it can subconsciously convey that "I must not be significant enough to this person for them to truly care about me."

Have your own love languages, create your own if they don't yet exist, and embrace them with open arms. But embrace other's, as well. If someone is communicating to you what they need, and you have the capability to fulfill those needs without compromising your own well-being, it might be worth temporarily setting aside your personal feelings in order to provide reassurance, comfort, security, and support to someone you care about.

 

It is possible that you have a significant impact on another person's life, sometimes without even realizing the true extent of it. A small gesture from you, demonstrating that you value their emotions and take their feelings into consideration, could have a profound effect on them.

 

Sometimes all a person needs is to be shown that someone is listening.

 

 


"[Love] does not insist on it's own way..."

1 year ago. Sunday, April 14, 2024 at 4:38 PM