I really prefer conversations and friendly greetings to the "Name age/sex" approach. The "ASL" greetings just feel really impersonal and lacking effort. Yes, we are online and I am a cluster of pixels to talk to, but I'm also a person and taking time to talk to you. I will show everyone the same courtesy and ask how your day was.Also, I'm not going to get on your case for misspelling things, however, try to put in some effort to writing out words like "you" instead of "u". It's another example of effort and wins you big bonus brownie points. Also, betting that my ass is fantastic might sound flattering to you, it's not an appropriate greeting during the first conversation.. Offering me cookies is a good idea; I love chocolate chip.I'm a bit on the silly side. Romantic, anxious, imperfect. I bleed, I ache, I fall and get up.I lay awake at night and dream that way. I want dangerous safety, and to spin around until I topple over into soft grass.I hug and cry and laugh. I'm loyal to a fault and filled with wants; with desires. I sing badly at the loudest volume I can manage while in the shower. I howl at the moon and bathe in the light of it. I run faster from my own self than any threat. I'm sweet and sarcastic. I don't enjoy abandonment, I miss people a lot when they leave. I enjoy sensuality more than hardcore. Intensity, desire, lust, I adore all three.I'm on the larger figured side of the spectrum and a submissive only when I decide to be. I'm Lydia, and I own the stories, and bios I write as well as the mind and skin I inhabit. My soul might be another matter, but that's indeed another story.I'm friendly. Talk to me.
Rip my shirt piece by piece. Drop me to my knees. Bend me over on all fours Call me slut, bitch, or your little whore. Cuff me to the wall, Cuff me to the bed. I'm your personal "fuck-doll" To spank until I'm sore and red. I'm eager to please I can take you Anywhere you want with ease. And orders, I'll gladly follow through. Your pleasure is my goal. I know my place, But you...
Added 24 Oct 2013 | Category Love Poems
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I saw you today. For a moment, it was fleeting. Our eyes didn't meet, and then you slipped away. Your lyrical voice just keeps repeating But I can never remember what you would say. Each time this happens, you wear a mask. But you remain timeless to the core. Keeping me within sights is an unnerving task. Dragging memories in my mind to the fore. I shiver, and I could swear I felt you....
Added 23 Oct 2013 | Category Love Poems
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I want to be in your arms, There I feel wanted and looked for. I feel safe from harm, Needed, warm to the core. You hold together the pieces of me, The bits left shattered by pain. The desire you ignite within Pours over us like wild rain. I want to be who you need, Maybe I can repay you. Call it a hunger, or greed, Either might be true. Take me, claim me as your own, I offer no resistance,...
Added 08 Jul 2013 | Category Love Poems
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I love when my parents are out of the house. And who wouldn't? The peace and quiet without my father obsessively trying to convince me to follow his path in life is more of a relief than I can describe. It's also rather nice not to have my amazingly nurturing mother fretting about me; she needs a night to relax. My parents received a call on Wednesday from their friends in New...
Added 22 Jan 2012 | Category Masturbation
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This story can stand on its own, however, it is recommended that the viewer have read "The Night to Come" series to full understand. This is a continuation of what happens after the night came... As always, I hope it is enjoyed. I twitched awake, stretching languidly in my empty bed. Cold metal bumped against the warm skin of my wrist, making me jump. My eyes opened to see a pair of...
Added 10 Oct 2011 | Category Lesbian
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While you're gone from me The peace of my soul has slipped away. While you're gone from me, The edges of my soul begin to fray... And I'm lost to the anger. While you're gone from me, The magic disappears as the devil strikes another deal While you're gone from me There's a gaping hole in my life, my heart, my shields. And I'm lost in loneliness. While you're gone from me, ...
Added 28 Apr 2011 | Category Love Poems
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Ben had been visiting for a week or so, and for some reason I'd decided to show him the public library that was in my city, the one on the hill I have to walk up to get to work every other day. It's old stone structure is one that is reminescent of the Victoria Era, or so I've heard, but the inside is a flashback to the seventies. The racks are a groovy orange color that would have matched...
Added 11 Feb 2011 | Category Straight Sex
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Despite the fact that my cheating rat of an ex-boyfriend was going to be at the Halloween office party, I still wanted to go. I’d been working particularly hard the past four months to prove to Mr. Dentone that I was worth of a promotion from Junior Marketing Assistant to Senior Marketing Assistant. The promotion meant a significant raise, my own assistant, and an office on one of the...
Added 11 Oct 2010 | Category Reluctance
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You said, abandonment, there was no chance. No chance of you leaving me, Said our souls had been bound since we were infants. But now I look around, and you're the one I don't see. I want to erase you From every part of me, Every inch of marked skin, Erasing what I thought was true. Erasing what I used to see, Erasing every trace of your sin. Come back and find the girl Who you let down,...
Added 17 Sep 2010 | Category Love Poems
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When the battle is lost or won And the fighting is in recess And we've done all that can be done When we've gathered all the strength we can possess Tell me that hope is not gone That there is more that I can do That my binds with dawn Are as strong as my ties are with you. When I can finally be with you In the woods, near the waterfall Under the luminous moon Listening to the Crow's call...
Added 22 Aug 2010 | Category Love Poems
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