… the better to see you, my dear my hand sunk into the chest, as if through the flesh, swallowed up in a soft warm nothingness and everythingness. i was uncomfortable at first… i recoiled… i had to force myself back in – back open – and then it felt like a gift; the offer … Continue reading
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Maestro
my middle-of-the-night missive sounded like a haiku, He said. It occurred to me then, that i haven’t written one of those in awhile… and why not for Him? Elements by Lindsey Stirling (pardon any leading commercials or ads on this page) Original Haiku: wawbat Original Image Source: http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2013/278/d/d/all_we_need_is_music__by_m0thart-d1xmp40.jpg Continue reading
Crazy?
i have been giving some thought to my sanity and the sanity of others. The other day, there was one of those brief conversations at the casa de wawbat. After reading something aloud to my daughter that seemed both unpredictable and crazy, i looked across the room to her and: me: i don’t think of myself … Continue reading
Good Enough to Give
i have heard it said that a Master cannot truly be a Master until He has mastered Himself. i believe this to be true. i’ve seen my fair share of Doms and Tops that assume superordinate roles yet who are not “Masters” (as i understand the term) whether they choose to preface their monikers with … Continue reading
i’ve grown accustomed
It is surprising – but not altogether frightening – how quickly we can form attachments to others. Some of these unions sweep us away with their emotional turbulence. Others quietly build in strength … unnoticed, really… until we are securely in the midst of something wonderful yet unexpected. It’s usually the thought of losing the … Continue reading
You’re gonna let it all hang out
There is something beautiful in the human form, particularly in the naked female form. A discussion about possible photo scenes lead me to look through my stash of reclining nudes. my two favorite reclining nudes of all times are by Modigliani and Collins (below). i love the colors in both. i’m taken with the passion-drenched … Continue reading
all of me
i realize that i get shy at weird times… in some ways, perhaps, it is an endearing quality… i get shy when i am complimented, for instance. And what greater compliment can be paid than for someone to train a lens on you? Each snap says, “what I see in you is something worth capturing… … Continue reading
