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How Do You Identify?: An Unwitting Thread Derailer!
Preferred Pronoun?: She, femme through and through
Relationship Status: She is my soul.
Join Date: Oct 2010
Location: In a lil sparkle of fairydust
Posts: 1,026
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I am emotion and elements. I love fully, I give freely, I think broadly, I share honestly, I live openly.
I am a gentle rain on a quiet afternoon, I am the sunshine in the midst of a tornado, I am the tornado itself...my energy whirling about. I am the wind, blowing your hair, a gentle caress. I am the thunder when those I love (including myself) are hurt by you. I am the ocean, beating the shore, and each wave you ride with me will bring new beauty to the earth...if only for a passing second. I am the silence in the middle of the night.
When you are wrapped in me, you are safe and loved, but free.
I am safety and security, love and laughter. I am fun times and free smiles. I am a good friend, a great listener, and an amazing wordsmith when inspiration strikes. I am a Muse, and I have many Muses of my own. I am a painter, a creator, a photographer, a student, a teacher.
I am sex and sexuality. I am a writer of erotica. I am lacy bras and matching panties. I am thigh high panty hose and garter belts. I am raw sex. I am fast pulses, shallow breaths, low moans and moistness. I am cleavage and bedroom eyes. I am long, natural red fingernails leaving trails along your back. I am roses & champagne and I am leather & lace. I am soft, gentle touches and I am bites & claw marks. I am sweet kisses and I am throw me against the wall and fuck me hard.
I am comfortable in a dress and high heels or blue jeans and a t-shirt. I am fancy lingerie or sweat pants and a tank top. I am make-up and intricate hair styles or a hair-clip and not a touch of anything on my face except a smile. I am complicatedly simple. I am the illusion of high-maintenance, and the reality of simplicity. I am fulfilled by nature and Mother Earth.
I am an animal rescuer and lover. I am screaming because of a spider, but I am also able to kill the spider myself. (Most of the time!) I am "Let's take it outside and set it free" as long as it isn't going to bite me on the way there. (at that point, I'm kill or be killed!)
I am music. I am rhythm. Music lives in me and I live through music. I am soul dances and slow dances. I am body swaying, connecting. I am Pink and Melissa Etheridge blowing the speakers, and I am Norah Jones singing a peaceful melody. I am oldies, classic rock, pop, country, hard rock, and love songs. I am singing off-tune and loving every minute of it!
I am living, breathing, existing in and of nature. The ocean fills me and fulfills me. My soul takes flight and I am happy.
I am a healer and an Empath. I am healing. I am strong. I am vulnerable. I am a slow Tuesday morning, and a hectic Friday night.
I am an organizer who sometimes can't seem to get a running start. I am logic embattling emotion.
I am the first one there when a cry goes out, the last one to leave when the dust has settled.
I won't just come to the party, I'll help you cook & clean for it, and stay after to clean up.
I am mother, nurturer, lover, giver, child, sister, friend. I am sweet and innocent, and I am anything but innocent.
I am Sagittarius. I am fire. I am passion. I am lust. I am love.
I am brave in the face of danger, and I am scared of the dark.
I am an optimist and I choose to see the good in people and the world around me. My dark places are very dark. I am playful and always ready to try something new.
I am seductive and I like to be seduced.
I am warm cookies fresh out of the oven and I am a cold glass of iced tea on a summer's day.
I am effort and I am Lazy Sunday afternoons.
I am butterflies in the middle of a field covered with snow. I am a burst of light in the darkness. I am color in the midst of a black and white photo.
I am perfect imperfections. I am worth the time it takes to get to see my soul. I am confident and I am insecure. I am outgoing and I am shy. I am a world of apparent contradictions, that all feed each other perfectly.
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