I Love Kissing Women

 Yes, I do.
I see you
you see me
and the chemistry
in our eyes
ignite
what are we going to do
about?
Well, there only one way
to find out...
I want to
kiss you.

Here's a video salute to women kissing each other
and enjoying each other
and some solo pics of women
are just some I wish to Kiss.
enjoy, love.

I Love My Morning Coffee

Poem: Black Coffee

The look in your eyes,
the color of my coffee, black Coffee.
Intensely strong
takes away my thoughts
undressing me
without good intentions.
Hmmm every sip, is you.
Aroma so robust, all my senses tingle
leave me with the after taste, of you.
This taste, emotes passion, I truly adore
from just your look... black coffee
oh, how it lingers.

Gently Tapping My Keys Into The Night - I Am The Night

   There are times when one’s loneliness feels hollow, a tunnel you can yell and it will echo back. These are moments of solitude calling you to be with yourself, to be all that you are. We are loved and we are not alone. But bouts of loneliness if not shared becomes a place to wander. Perhaps a long distant hike to somewhere, but where? To your heart. Your heart gets lonely. And we all need to be with it. The wind calls you and directs you to a dream as we sleep and hold our heart to heal from whatever it has gone through. The Kiss of the wind with the mist of ocean air lets you know, you are loved.

  The moment you awake is a miracle. A miracle to once again live and be among the living. Even though we are tired of our own rat race, we still pursue something exciting in our lives. Whether it be with someone to share or a change or our current situation.

  Yes the kiss of the wind leaves me warm and the sun lets me know I’m here so let’s get moving. When it rains, allow yourself to bathe in it as you walk home or to your back yard. Perhaps its washing away all that is passing. Along with tears releasing pain, guilt, joy, rending peace of mind as well as your heart.

  As I have aforementioned many times, my best writing is at night, while you are asleep and the crickets chant in the evening making it known the wee hours is ours for now and in their own way… they hypnotize us into a slumber for our dreams take us to a place peaceful from a days hard work and strife.

  I love the night as it brings me my words. My fingers tapping a dance of the keys not knowing the next word I just type… sometimes it maybe nothing to you… but it’s always been something to me.

 Until next time....

I love you.

K'

I Am A Lesbian, ok?

I Am A Lesbian, I Hate Labels I Am Just Me, Ok? - Ahhh many moons and galaxies ago I was born to two poor souls who said... she looks like neither one of us? But my parents knew I was different from the beginning. very independent gal we have here. Yes and I'm sure she will change her own world. funny, I thought so too. I grew up too fast taking care of siblings. Worked when my father was disabled... during the burning the bras feminist days. My parents were worried will you be outrageous and shame your family name? I said 'moi? You are out of your minds... be sides, its my name too and I'll do whatever I want. I did everything you asked of me. went to school, worked, cleaned and don't ask me when I'm going to get married because its not going to be with some man, ok? So drop it. Mom said just curious, while father said...that's my girl...she's her own person, Thank God! Time was never kind to the outing of my Lesbianism. I am private, Though if someone just happens to see me marching in a gay parade and ask? I say what of it... do i ask you if you're hetero? Come on, get with it. It's obvious I am a well endowed woman, cultured, intelligent and respectable. I know who I am and I don't give a shit what anyone thinks of me. When I was growing up i enjoyed watching beautiful people of the big movie screen. i was  fascinated. When I first saw Raquel Welch back in 1967, wearing the small bits of fur around her body like a bikini....I said I want her, I want her badly and wet my panties. Mother asked me what was wrong, I said i was too close to the screen and the dinosaurs scared me..bullshit! it was Raquel's tits that mesmerized me for years! and she still does...looking good. baby! I loved her tits I remember I want to die in her cleavage with a big smile on my face... Well as I grew, unbeknownst to me, I had the tits in the family. Hahaha Both mom and my sis both wore size a or b and I was a C then just crossed over to a D. Oh God... I didn't want these on me, I want them on the girls I went out with... but I compromised and been grateful to have played with a variety... they are all lovely to me. My first experience was beautiful and horrible and glad to have gone through it early. I am choosy in everything in life as well as partners and I am private. I have been alone most of my life by choice and hardships I couldn't fathom having a partner in my life till i felt it was right for me. Don't judge me for being a bachelorette and that I have no experience being in a long relationship. I still know what love is and I respect it so. I love the way a woman carries herself. The way she walks, eats, kisses, hugs and communicates. I don't care about fucking, I care about making love to another woman... to each other. I don't have time for the flirty kinda gal unless we know each other a bit better. And I love foreign women their different cultures fascinate me , for I long so much to travel. Is she out there? Yes, she is somewhere. and when we find each other... I will go to the ends of the earth to meet her.... why? because I feel she's worth it.  But I too have had my share of broken hearts. I mend it, just to have it broken again. This is a human experience, not Gay Lesbian or hetero... we all have our ups and downs with broken hearts, I just find myself in delicious company... so complex some make their lives out to be, while I try to keep mine simple and enjoy the view of beautiful lovely women, I adore. So you want to call me a Lesbian.... go ahead, I don't care... I am just me, ok?

Here's a Homage I did for Raquel - all pictures found on search engine images - I claim no rights - just making a video,. Music I paid to use. Enjoy!   

People come in your life for a reason

It Was about Time To Meet

People come in and go throughout my life. Some stay as long as they want, Some just passing through. But for however long, all have meant something to me. Whether we parted because of death or a failed relationship, I learned from each person something more about myself. How we give and take from each other. I acknowledge all persons I meet are good people, as to the degree of their goodness, their kindness, their honesty to me is solely up to them. I have learned to accept them for all that they are. Some want to end a relationship with me by finding some fault I have done, even when I apologized, they blow this fault to enormous proportions - I have to say… who are they talking about. Me?

Those I have loved and bless knowing  a majority of them have passed on to death or as I like to say ‘the other side’. As we get older more and more people in your life pass on. While the grief is still fresh in remembering why the possibly came into your life has been a wonderful mystery. And to those still living, I feel we still have much to share of ourselves and believe that true friendships are alive and well.

I enjoy meeting people from all walks of life. I suppose that makes me a curious oddity or simply a people lover. I am. I know myself well enough to be open minded. Its down the road of our journey how many doors open opens of themselves for others to see. Some doors just stay closed forever. People share what they want to share with you. it’s a trust factor for some. Others may not know themselves as well as I know myself so they are always searching for something someone else has that they can’t have. So you recognize this in them
And ask if you so dare. The outcome is unpredictable as we humans are to each other. Though the mist of intrigue floats in the air so does our minds with interesting conversations on various subjects that bring out the passion of opinion. For that, I am grateful.

Could it be our connection is through divine interaction? If you believe in a higher being, yes. If you don’t, then perhaps we met through some magnetic force from the universe…because I don’t believe in coincidence.
I met you because it was our time to meet, so lets’ make the best of it and learn,
what we can, from each other. I love you.

So Fine, as Wine...

To me:
You are, a true vintage,
classic, so timeless
an embodiment of sheer beauty.
A desire to relish, an unforgettable aftertaste,
such a savory reflection of thought
amusing contemplation
that lingers, lingers and oh, how it lingers....
Hmmmm...
You know how I feel...
and I'm feeling, so good.
Hope your day is as exquisite, as you, love.

Still Talking to you... in Clouds...

When I look up at the clouds
I talk to you
When I see the break of light
I talk to you
When you sleep
I send you messages to your heart
Are you hearing me?
You placed this wall
between us
You can read my feelings anytime you want
while I can't comfort you
going through yourself torment.
I will never assume
nor judge you.
Though I miss you,
I really do, and our connection.
You can change this, only is you want to.
I'm talking to you.
Still talking to you
You, are my friend.
Talk me and free yourself.
You are loved.