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If You Would Like To Leave Me A Personal Message
Posted:Oct 10, 2015 4:05 pm
Last Updated:Dec 6, 2017 9:00 pm

"It's Personal."

If you have something you would like to tell or ask me, why not post a comment here? This thread is set for me to review comments before they appear. They're just between you and me. Well I might read them out loud and they could be overheard by my pets.

I would love if you would comment on my blog posts of course. But if you just want to leave a quick message about any and everything, please feel free...

I recommend everyone have a blog so that others can contact them.

Have a great day!

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Length of pages of Blogs
Posted:Nov 30, 2017 6:56 pm
Last Updated:Dec 1, 2017 4:46 pm

I was wondering what folks think is a good number of pages for a blog. How many pages back do people read? At one time I had nearly 20 pages. I have started from scratch a few times. The last being the beginning of November. I guess. I recently read blogs that had about 10 to 15 pages. It is funny reading a blog the way we do. We basiciy read the ending first as we read recent happenings/posts to pasts. If a blog is currently boring or uninteresting we never delve past the first pages. It is what it is. I am debating leaving up some of my favorite poems as sticky posts again. We shall see.
Texting About My Pussy A Poem
Posted:Dec 12, 2017 10:43 pm
Last Updated:Dec 13, 2017 9:12 am

This is going to be hard for me to write because it is very explicit. LOL

He texted me
He bet my pussy
Tastes great
And is so tight.
I texted back
I hope he finds out
Some day or night.

If he could have
Seen my face
He would have
Seen a blush
Of bright red.

I mean I am fine
Discussing my breasts
In such detail
But my pussy
Is much more intimate
To me somehow.

All those thoughts
Did get me going
And I knew that
I would have to
Take matters
Into my own hands
And give myself
An orgasm.
Yup that pussy of mine
Was nice and wet
After those texts.
And I would rather
Use that natural
Versus artificial lubricant!
XOXO For Good Measure A Poem
Posted:Dec 12, 2017 7:24 pm
Last Updated:Dec 13, 2017 9:23 am

He said he was going
To it a night
I said good night sexy
And then added
XOXO for good measure.
He really was not the XOXO type
But it might grow on him
If I can make my case.

I have a case for it
You see
As I am affectionate
With hugs and gestures
And kisses on cheeks
I was not always this way
But it grew on me.
So I am figuring
It can do the same
For some who
Has much to gain.

Can we all gain from
A little smattering
Of hugs and kisses
Now and then?
I am here to say
You can bet your bottom
Dollar that is a yes!

So my XOXO for good measure
Will be added to a pot
That hopefully day
Gets mixed with
Physical as well as
Virtual s!
Any Near Future Kisses And Hugs? A Poem
Posted:Dec 12, 2017 3:41 am
Last Updated:Dec 12, 2017 6:06 pm

Are hugs and kisses
In my near future?
Do you know where
There is a clairvoyant medium
With a crystal ball
Who gives readings?

I suppose I could
Take matters into
My own hands
And make things happen.
But I have become
More selective
I don't want them
From just any
Tom. Dick or Harry.

Kisses and hugs
That can lead
To so much
More stuff!
Ha! Right now
There is no one
On the horizon
Who I am that
Attracted to
And truthfully
It is probably
Vice versa.
Why Bother Anymore? A Poem
Posted:Dec 12, 2017 2:18 am
Last Updated:Dec 12, 2017 9:42 am

I thought I could do it
Just be free and easy
Go with the flow
Not think too much
Of it's meaning.

I have been there
All my life it seems
Never making a connection
That would take
That would be
More than fleeting.

Read between the lines
Its all just a game
For most okay
Maybe some
In my experience.

I have become numb
Along the way
For wanting more
Is just not
In the cards
In the works
I place most
Of the blame
On myself
For I sought something
That I know now
Was not anywhere near
Where I was looking.
I just don't know
Why I bother anymore.
Attitude Adjustment. A Poem
Posted:Dec 10, 2017 3:49 am
Last Updated:Dec 11, 2017 8:06 pm

With the proper
Attitude adjustment
I could be the one
You want.
I am saying
If you are not feeling it
It could partly
Be my fault.

I could just be
More positive.
I could be a little
More confident.
I could show you
With my actions
That I am really into it.

This is not to say
I would cast a spell
It just means I am
Going to be as persuasive
I am going to give
My all.
Good and giving
Going all in and
With it.
That will be
How I act
To make myself
The most attractive.
Do you think
I will need more
Besides this
And being authentic?
Poems For My Hawaiian Infatuation
Posted:Dec 10, 2017 12:16 am
Last Updated:Dec 10, 2017 12:55 pm

I wrote this poem 3 years ago for a guy whom I met on another dating website. We never met in person. Our infatuation lasted about 3 weeks. In that time he had me thinking about moving to Hawaii and leaving NH. However, I did not think I could do it in the end and kept my dating profile on the website. He did not like it at all. He showed himself to be very controlling and jealous. I am not one to deal with that scenario. We lost touch and I have no idea what happened to him. I am sure my life would be very different. I could even be happy having great sex everyday in paradise.

My Heart Smith,

A heart is an organ that resides within my chest,
You have done damage to it that only you can fix.
How is it the damager and the repairer are one and the same?
That is the mystery of you
My omnipotent heart smith.

You say you are good with your hands,
I am good with words,
We can hold your best asset
And we can listen to mine
As we just relax and enjoy
the feeling is so natural it is pure.

So much to share of our minds,
So many memories to be made,
So many moments to cherish.
So many endorphins will be produced.

And the heart strings!
How they will be played!
Like the maestro and the best musician,
A string instrument aficionado.
Clapton, Van Halen, Hendrix,
Santana or Stevie Ray Vaughn,
It does not matter if you are not among

From now on when I listen to my heart,
The beat will be stronger,
For the tune up you gave it,
Is making it so much better.
You are better than any pharmaceutical drug,
You happen to be the best medicine ever.

My heart smith,
How can I thank you enough
For your appearance in my life?
Gods and happenstance,
You have done magnificent work!
I will be ever grateful for the chance
To spend as much time as humanly possible
With the man, who has tuned my heart,
The man affectionately now known as my heart smith.

Here is the poem that sealed our fate so to speak. This one was written after he said he could not trust me as I had kept my profile up on that other dating website. This was before I joined Adult Chatroulette. LOL

My Aloha Man

He was my Aloha man,
He said hello one day,
And Goodbye soon thereafter,
I had many thoughts in the interim,
One was that I absolutely loved him.
Yeah that happened.

As much as his doubts clouded his judgement.
As much as he feared betrayal and rejection,
He failed to see the end of the rainbow,
That if he just followed it,
I would be there like the ultimate prize,
His ever loving pot of gold.

I seem to be good at two things,
Hellos and Goodbyes,
I never get to the creme filling.
I never get to eat dessert.
I so love drooling over the menu.
I have such thoughts in anticipation,
Of how fantastic something will be tasting
But the server seems to always take the place setting,
Before the final course.

Saying Goodbye to my Aloha man,
Is akin to lighting a match in the driest of forests,
It is the ultimate in devastation,
It is the killing of vegetation.
It is scorched earth.

You get the picture
I am so sad,
I am hurt.
I am not going to get over this,
With a flick of the wrist.
It is going to take some time.
Which means many tears,

A tad melodramatic eh? What can I say I had not had the idea of a romantic connection for over a decade when this came along.
Does Love Exist? A Poem
Posted:Dec 9, 2017 7:26 pm
Last Updated:Dec 10, 2017 7:10 pm

Just a break
Just a switch
Just another hour
Maybe day
To get by
Until I reach this.

It's always something
To keep me from it.
Mostly myself
And choosing
The wrong man.

I am talking about
Finding the love
Of my life.
Some say love exists
And I have to try
To prove them right.
Otherwise love
Is like a unicorn
Or Sasquatch
Often talked about
But mostly myth.

I am biding my time
As I keep searching
Hoping I am not
Too much older
So I can enjoy it
When it comes along.

Yes I want that love
When it comes
To be enjoyable
Which to me
Means I can still
Fool around.
I want to show
My love in
A very physical sense.
And romance.

So if you are reading this
And still believe
That love can exist
Let me know
Not to quit.
The Loss Of The Fantasy Of Him
Posted:Dec 8, 2017 3:46 am
Last Updated:Dec 10, 2017 4:23 pm

I wanted him
But who was he?
I had a fantasy
Of who I wanted
Him to be.

He had traits
I have longed for
Most of my days.
Yes since I was
An impressionable teenager
Reading novels of romancel.

He was foreign
With an alluring accent
It tickled my ears
Such auditory stimulation.

He was intense
And spoke with
Great passion.
How he wanted
To have lots
And lots of sex.
That was a perfect

He was fascinating
In other ways
But also practical.
He might not be
Totally conventional
But he valued
Things and people
That were considered normal.
And therein lies the conflict.

Odes I can write
Of why I am not
The woman for him.
Momentary losses
As well as long
Time suffering.

I have come to think
He lacks the understanding.
And so the fantasy of him
Has unraveled
And is disintegrating.

I can not fault him
I just have to accept it.
He is not the man
I want him to be.
But it hurts just
The same
Like I am in mourning.
Assuredly it is
A loss only to me.
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Touching Base With Some Guys From The Past
Posted:Dec 7, 2017 11:26 pm
Last Updated:Dec 8, 2017 11:25 am

I reached out
To some guys
From my past.
One an ex
Another someone
Who was supposed
To become a lover
But stuff happened.
They both want me again.

I did not have that
In my mind when
I texted them
Asking how they
Were doing.
No, I was just concerned
About what was
Going on with them.

One had such
A horrendous year
Dealing with the
Death of his father
And other upheaval.

The other had been
Injured at the his job
And also had
Some problems
Concerning close relatives.

I only wanted
To touch base
I know both are
Decent guys
One was a lark
To get involved with
In the first place.
The other whom
I never met
Could have been
A lover of the first rate.

It is good to sometimes
Get a boost of ego
By someone wanting me
Who knows my flaws
I wouldn't say
Warts and all
Because I don't have
Any of those.
Do skin tags count?

One guy
I mentioned
We have cancelled
About four rendezvous
Throughout the year
For various reasons.
We have both
Had our share
Of highs and lows.
In other words
We have our moods.

I may make one
More try to
Get together
But may is the word
For I change my mind
Depending on the day
Sometimes it is
The weather.
Other times my health
Is just not up for it.

At this time
Of a near drought
In the sex department
Is going for it
Worth the hassle?

I know that love
May not be in the works
With either of them
But the attention
And the sex
Might be just
What i need
To relax
And get out
Some frustrations.
Wanting Perfection
Posted:Dec 7, 2017 8:33 pm
Last Updated:Dec 12, 2017 6:14 pm

Wanting perfection
From myself
Before I give in to
What you want
Can you be mad
At my choice?
Can you understand
I want my love
And yours to last
Not be brief
And a thing
Of the past!

But waiting too long
Has lost me more
Things I can count.
I have volumes
And volumes
Of things
I am missing!
You might become
Just another number
Among them.

Can any understand
How much I want
My life to be epic
Just for once?
Not so mundane
Not considered
A loser by most?

I had some good days
When I was in college
It is scary to think
Those will be my best
I have had few since
That I had confidence.

I sowed some awful oats
They did little
To assuage my hunger
Or thirst.
For great sex
Let alone love.

I may never be ready
To be with you.
I may chalk it up
To another
Who has moved on.
Who has found someone
More to their liking
More to their sense
Of being normal.
And not me
Who is holding out
For that ideal
Of perfection
No matter how
Improbable it is
To attain it.
Need A Confidence Booster
Posted:Dec 7, 2017 8:27 pm
Last Updated:Dec 8, 2017 11:26 am

Back and forth
I compare them
I know I shouldn't
But I can't help it.
I guess it is just
How the mind works.

Yes, they are individuals.
They are very different
In so many respects.
But what one gave
And one has yet to give.
I want to make
The latter happen.
How can I go about
Securing it's production?

I bet he is doing the same
And that scares the heck
Out of me.
I am so insecure
In my abilities.
Not to mention looks
And accomplishments
How I fail in that regard
And I cannot do anything
About it now.
I have to make up for it
By being my genuine self.
I need a confidence booster.
But I dare not use alcohol.

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