sinister fairy's blog: "sinister fairy"

I see her all the time. Her flowing dress as she rounds the corner. The glow of a candle. But I hear her footsteps sometimes at night, And her voice singing some sad love song that makes me want to cry. The secret sypmpathy the silver link the silken tie with heart to heart and mind to mind In body and soul can bind. To have my satin butterfly in my arms again To feel her body close to mine to caress her touch her make her mine To touch her in places that no one else has ever touched To stroke her hair to have it fall around us when we make love To look into eyes and see my future

Ah -you thought I'd be the type You could forget And that praying and sobbing I'd throw myself Under the hooves of a bay Or I would beg from the witches Some kind of root in charmed water And send you a terrible gift-- My intimate, scented handkerchief Dammed if I will neither by glance nor groan Will I touch your cursed soul But I vow to you by the garden of angels By the miraculous icon I vow And by the fiery passion of our nights-- I will never return to you

.Talking in bed should be the easiest Laying together there goes back so far An emblem of two people being honest Yet more and more time passes silently Outside the wind's incomplete unrest Builds and disperses clouds about the sky And the towns heap up on the horizon None of this cares for us nothing shows why At this unique distance from isolation It becomes still more difficult to find Words at once true and kind Or not untrue and not unkind

I hid my love when I was young 'til I Couldn't bear the buzzing fly, I hid my love to my despite 'til I could not bear to look at light: I dare not gaze upon his face But left his memory in each place Where ever I saw a wild flower lie I kissed and bade my love goodbye I met him in the greenest dells Where dewdrops pearl the wood bluebells The lost breeze kissed his bright blue eye The bee kissed and went up singing by A sunbeam found a passage there A gold chain round her neck so fair As secret as the wild bee's song He lay there all summer long I hit my love in field and town 'till the breeze would knock me down The bee's seemed to sing ballads over The fly's bass turned a lions roar To haunt me all summer long The riddle nature could not prove Was nothing else but secret love I loved you, even now I may confess, Some embers of my love their fire retain, But I do not let it cause you more distress I do not want to sadden you again Hopeless and tongue tied, yet I loved you dearly With pangs of jealous and timid know So tenderly I loved you so sincerely I pray God grant you another love you so!!!

Wine comes in at the mouth And love comes in at the eye That's all we know for the truth Before we grow old and die I lift the glass to my mouth I look at you, and sigh.

To be wanted ~~ by him To be kissed ~~ by him To have an orgasm~~ by him From shadows into sunshine As I promised to take you To the special places in My private and public world But most importantly I want to Show you the absolute power Of love. Just how long can I Continue to ignore these logic- Crushing urges and these Irrational emotions? The night was muggy however the breeze Was blowing across the bay.

I see her all the time. Her flowing dress as she rounds the corner. The glow of a candle. But I hear her footsteps sometimes at night, And her voice singing some sad love song that makes me want to cry. To have my satin butterfly in my arms again To feel her body close to mine to caress her touch her make her mine To touch her in places that no one else has ever touched To stroke her hair to have it fall around us when we make love To look into eyes and see my future

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"Hush" Stephen breathed against Kayala's lips, moving his head slowly from side to side, genteling her with soft kisses. "You're all right little one.You're safe with me. I won't let anything hurt you." Kayala parted her lips to explain that she was wasn't frightned, but the gentle glide of Stephen's tounge into her mouth stole her from both the ability and desire to speak. This was totally different from the kiss he had guiven her before. His mouth was sedutive rather than demanding. his tonuge tempting rather then overwhelming.the sliding hot almost secret touches were unbearablely sweet. Without realizing it she began to return his caresses. At first the movements of her tounge were tentative, but when his arms tightened, bringing her even closer to his bod, she knew thathe was enjoying the kiss as much as she was. Stephen felt the hesitant touchof Kayala's tounge as though it were a soft flame. The knowledge that she wasn't frightened of him both reassured Stephen and tightened every muscle in his body with the anticipation and hunger that had been growing in him since he looked into her compassionate eyes. Even though he had been beaten and half-dead when she found him. He remembered how she was dressed as a boy to keep from being found out.He saw past that and knew with every fiber of his being that she was all woman. "Kayala" Stephen sighed. he knew this was wrong. he shouldn't want her so bad, but he did. "Let me kiss you, really kiss you. It won't be like the last time I won't hurt you." licking her lips gently, feeling her tremble. "Do you trust me not to hurt you?" She knew that her moment had finally arrived. He wanted her. Trembling she breathed her answer into his mouth. "I trust you" As he kissed her and caressed her face and the hollow of her throat with his lips and tounge he said "I know that you've been hurt in the past and I want you so bad that I can't even think. And I would rather cut my fingers off than to hurt you, and the way you were kissing me. Do you want me little one?" Kayala tryed to speak,but she had no breath. Did he feel the same aching need for her as she had for him? "Stephen." she whispered he looked at her so tentatively "I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you." he told her "You didn't. I don't know what's wrong. It just felt so good that it made something burst inside me and I went all shivery, I'm sory." Stephens breath caught and his eyes narrowed in sensual response to her words. whatever might have happened to Kayala in the past, she was a total innocent when it came to pleasures a woman could find in the arms of a loving man. the thought of teaching Kayala the hidden secrets within her body made Stephen feel hot. "Don't be sorry I like knowing that I've pleased you." Stephen said huskily. "You do?" she whispered looking at hip lips, wanting to taste him again. "Yes" Stephen smiled and nuzzeled the slanting line of Kayala's cheechbone, until he came to the silky edge of her hair."I want to please you little one. will you tell me if i do?" "y-y-yes." "yes" he breathed in her ear with the tip of his tounge. With one swift movement his lips captured hers. There was no surprise this time when his tounge slid between her teeth, filling her mouthwith the taste and texturesof his hungry kiss. The rhythmic caresses of tounge against tounge was reinforced by the unconcious movements of her body against his. She tried to ease the heaviness and aching in her tightly bound breasts and between her restless legs. "Before you ask I love having your body rubbing over mine. I like it too damn much. I don't want to hurt you, so we have to take it slow for a little while longer. So I'll need a minute to catch my breath." "Can I talk while you breathe?" "What do you want to talk about?" "I wish it were darker?" she whispered "Then you wouldn't see me blush." "I'm glad it isn't darker. I like seeing you blushes and all. Especially the "all" not what did you want to ask me?" "Will it-- will you hurt me?" "Oh God" Stephen whispered gathering Kayala up into his armsand rocking her gently against his body. "No, my little one. If i go slow and you try to relax. and I'll go slow if it kills me. Slowly her arms came up around his neck. She pressed her face against the hot skin at the opening of Stephens shirt. "Will gonig slow spoil it for you?" she whispered "I don't want it to be bad for you-- I want to please you. Stephen I want that so much." "Going slow won't spoil it in fact it can make it feel so good you feel like dying." "It can?" Kayala's voice was husky with conflicting emotions. passion, nervousness and hunger to touch and to be touched that was completely new to her. "It can, well atleast that's what I'm told. I've never known that kind of pleasure myself." Kayala tried to talk but she had no voice, she licked her lips tilted her head and looked into Stephens green eyes "I want to pleasure you like that, Will you teach me how?"

Here's something to cheer you up. The Golden Years The Golden Years have come at last... Ican not see.. I can not pee.. Ican not chew.. Ican not screw.. My memory shrinks My hearing stinks No sence of smell I look like hell My bodys drooping I got trouble pooping The Golden Years have come at last.... The Golden Years can KISS MY ASS!!!