Tuesday, February 10, 2004

 
I drift off to sleep......and I imagine he does as well. It is such a peaceful sleep...it is the result of our love making. I can remember my dreams....but I am so happy...they must have been wonderful.

In those few moments before he wakes....I study his face. The weathered lines...from years of too much sun. The grey hair along his temples and forehead. The slight scar on his cheek. He is so beautiful....the most magnificient scupture. He is the man's man. His is the face of the King of Camelot.

Then slowly he begins to awaken...slight movement, a soft growl, given by a contented lion.

In a short while his blue-grey eyes are open looking at me. The adventure is just about to begin.


posted by Maggie 2/10/2004 09:13:00 PM

Monday, February 09, 2004

 
He puts his arm around my back...and pulls me closer to him. He looks into my eyes...and I into his. He has just a hint of a smile on his face. He can have me...whenever he wants.....and he knows it.

The slightest effort of his arm and my body is pressing up against his. With a slight move of his head his lips are tenderly inviting me to taste him. His taste, his smell is intoxicating. I find the strange sounds of desire and longing escaping from me in a rhythm that sounds almost like a chant.

Softly, softly he kisses me, he touches me....I am tingling all over. I am becoming part of him...together we will be one. One incredible eruption .....we are one with the universe, we are part of the beginning and the end.

Gently....gently...I slip back into now...into the reality of the moment. The here, the now. Still he smiles.....but this time....only with his eyes.
posted by Maggie 2/09/2004 07:55:00 PM

Sunday, February 08, 2004

 
How sad. This blog has been left abandoned. I wonder if I start writing...will anyone ever see this. Could this really be that "sacred" space....all to myself...real but not real.

How much can write.....will I become comfortable and let my thoughts roll in like the waves of the ocean?

Only time will tell.

For tonight I dream of a sailing ship. Green....with yellow sails. It is a brisk clear morning, and as I feel the ocean spray in my face....and I feel the presence of my love next to me...I am afraid of nothing. I have waited for this moment my entire life. Everything....everything I had to endure, every single day was worth it...to be here with him now.

I don't know what our destination is....but I am content. Where he goes I will follow. I feel as if I am the notes in a magnificent sheet of music. I belong here...the Creator destined this for me.

I look at him...so handsome...so rugged...so manly....yet so gentle, so tender, so caring. He watches the sea....I am not sure he knows how much I adore him, how I long to feel his touch. I am addicted to his love, his caresses.

I take a deep breath....my lungs fill with the ocean air..."Thank You Lord!! Thank you Lord!!" Let me be worthy of him. He seems to hear my silent prayer..and with a slight smile, he touches my hand. His touch is reassuring...all will be well.



I think to myself...if the easterns are correct....and we live our lives over and over again...somehow...he has found me. In this vast world of people...he found me once again.
posted by Maggie 2/08/2004 08:53:00 PM