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Assad The Gasser. White Phosphorus Decends, In The Night. Pain and Suffering come full circle as The City burns crucible in which sacred ground once hallowed now ravaged light, upon which Angel Of Death, mirror image converge, brightest light that burns, eyes opened fully can not be, shielded suffering unfurled, city turns to dust, in the crucible, judgement rendered, scorched bricks in the back of my retina, flash of Light incinerates dreams ambitions collapsed upon me. Abandoned in the dust of the crucible, Light descends, Blinded, immobilized flash of White Phosphorus Desends, In The Night, blinding, caustic, leaves nothing behind in its wake. The tears dry on my cheeks. That all gave some. And that some, gave all. Collective Suffering, to know Pain and Aguish. Given all muffled screams now silenced, shadow of a refuge now dying, shelter among the charred ashes in the crucible, as...

I was thinking today, how great it would be to get way way out into The Boonies with You, pack it up and make a trip out there, way out into Thuh Stixx, and sit together in a highly secluded place, where for as far as the eye will be able to see in all directions, there will exist nothing but majestic rolling hills, old-growth woodland, the fresh water of a river or lake glistening, open fields, wildflowers and wild grasses that gently sway in The Breeze, and the birds that soar so far above our heads in the country sky. Make the trip to Out There, Way Out There, and really truly Savour The Quiet, Enjoy The Silence, Together. Just Us. Among many other things, I want to share this said special experience with You. Many more times than just once. It is places like these to where I often retreated as a Kiddy Kid Kid, no friends, no allies, no one with whom to Connect. A grounding, isolating environment, peaceful and serene, majestic and at rest. I want to get out there with You, a...

Yeah, I was Dreaming About You in the morning, Maria. You stood nude in the shower stall, large palace of tile and of glass, so quietly lathered yourself. Water shut off, shampoo already massaged into your hair, with gentle suds doing their work. I entered dressed similarly, or rather, undressed shall I say, attired, disrobed in full pastel colour for the occasion. Black tie affair, clothing optional. Silently slid open the shiny glass door, shower condensation on the inner glass like on your smooth skin. Stepped into the shower, shadow into Spring light, birds chirp and peep in their roosts outside, as the sunshine filters through the ethereally thick glass-block window. Reach around your hips as the water trickles casually from above and the sunshine filters through, the window, soothing, distorted light, my strong powerful hands on your Navel. Fingers so firmly dig into your skin, subtly assertive Squeeze pulls You in closely, thighs that quiver in my grip, your lathered, so...

Unconditional Love. We each Give as much as we Take, tangible and intangible assets alike. There is no Us, without two strong individuals. We must each Struggle on our own at periodic intervals, in order to maintain a healthy and vibrant, Us. We Thrive Together, only after each of us, Thrives Individually. Self-Love. And, Self-Improvement. We must each Do Our Respective Homework, so that when the day will come and we'll be Together, Together, in the flesh for real, our Shared Love will not be clouded or diluted by any Dishonesty In One's Own Faults And Merits. I continue to Work On Myself, first and foremost for Myself, and secondarily, for You, and for Us. Thoughts of the evening, Love.

Among other influences, your strong facial features pull me in ever closer, Maria. You're a visual delight, and a visual fascination. Very deeply mesmerizing. A Masterpiece that is also so subtly laced, infused, and riddled with, your quirks, imperfections, and dimples. I like all of You, All That Is, Maria. As always, I am ever more so, Fascinated and in Awe of your presence, blemishes and all. Your Influence and Aura, that which I adore and value far beyond words. Yeah, That Which Deeply Fascinates, Divinely Inspires, Aoull Dat Ihs Yooo, Maria. Good Night.

She had the face of a Bobcat, and the teeth of one too. Long, Prominent Whiskers. And straight, medium volume hair tied into a ponytail, which I thought was really cute. Uh little Ploof Uh Hair hung down right next to each of her Vulcan ears, shiny, glossy hair, to match the marble sheen of her maroon, winter coat, underneath which dangled, her Fluffy, Bushy, Maine Coon Tail. Long Prominent Whiskers, Wuntt Tou Touch Please, shapely SE European nose, just like her ears. Forehead covered by Bangs, of all the fine fair skin, slowly, showy, flowey, gaze into her Kitty Kat Eyes. Should've called her Spock's Grandma, somewhere between 30 and 33 inclusive says The Wise One, Live Long And Prosper, as she walks her two little munchkins to the table, Thing One, and, Thing Two. Shouldah played Connect One with her, Ditty Dop Dop Bop Bitty Bop Dop Bop Dop, no Dice or Monopoly Fiat required, sits at th...

I want to find You in the glass stall shower, washing yourself as usual, body lathered, smooth, and soapy. I'll let myself into the bathroom, and so quietly slide open the glass door, nude now before You as the steam rises above us and recondenses on the tiled walls that surround us. Rock Hard, Long And Throbbing dangling just for You, erect at attention just like your hard nipples, steam rises above your wet lathered hair as the showerhead gently washes away lavender shampoo. Sudsy shoulders, navel, nipples, and breasts, your long straight hair like a fresh clean wet mop, rests on your smooth neck. Hot beading water drips away from your chin and so effortlessly dribbles down your chest, snakes along the curves of your breasts and, delicate lines of your eyebrows, your enticing Gaze upon Mine. Long, Hard And Throbbing, just for You. Clear eyes and shapely eyebrows, anticipates the tongue, lips that beckon Come To Me, I Want It Right Now And Here. Oblige, nippy oh so sen...

It is in the darkest and harshest of places, where the faintest trickle of light, shines like a Beacon. Cauterized, To Where The Light Takes Us.

My Writing stems from alot of childhood Emotional Trauma. Very much Socially Isolated, so I became an extremely keen Silent Invisible Observer Of All Things. I never learned how to process Emotions before leaving for The Deployed Non-Civilian Life, and my time over there made me an Emotional Void, and turned me into an absolute Savage. I've been Writing ever since my return, about Emotion, Shared Candidness And Closeness, the most subtle subtleties of Gentle Touch, and recently during the past 3 years, of Chivalry, and Intimacy. I've lost track of how many times I had to be talked away and physically pulled away from The Edge. I am so intensely in love with You, Maria. Have been for a long time, despite not knowing how to convey said love until relatively recently. Even my writings from 2011 and 2012 reveal these feelings, as vague and harsh as those pieces were and still, are. You've been understanding and empathetic ever since we met, and I've come to very de...

It is this deep desire of mine, to so gently run my fingers and fingertips along all the subtleties and blemishes of your form, all of your contours, imperfections, dimples, dips, and quirks,...touch, massage, and caress,...that never truly sleeps. Kiss on the Neck, Kiss on the Cheek. Arms around your Hips, Hands rest on your Tush, Pull You in closer, closer still, Squeeze, tug. Gentle Pull, Of your hips closer to Me. Subtleness, Purple, yellow. Blue. And Green. Colours of Spring. Nuzzle our noses, Cherry blossom petals, Quiet afternoon breeze. Lips softly Depart. My gaze into Yours, Hands wrapped gently around my Waist, Gives your Tush another gentle, Squeeze. Quietness, solitude, Softness in your eyes, Delicate, As the cherry blossoms in The Breeze. Quietness of your Gaze, upon Me.

Long walks in the park. Hugging and savouring each other's Soft Gentle Touch down at the waterfront as twilight descends upon us. Cooking with You, and Cuddling whenever on the couch at home, clothed, robed, or in the nude. Hot and steamy, slow and gentle, Shared Physical Intimacy between us, so fine and deep that You'll return again, again and again at my knees, begging for more. Waking up with You wrapped in my arms, your smooth skin, delicate features, the curves of your breasts, your thighs, your hips, the small of your back, your tush, and your shins. Kisses on your neck, hair so gently pulled back to reveal your bare shoulders. Gently turn You onto your back, descend quietly gazes into your eyes, lean delicately in for a Kiss, delicate touch of our lips as my hands run through your hair, I Love You Dearest. This and much more I want to share with You. Yes, I really look forward to gazing into your [dark] eyes. Come home from work, find You there already. Qui...

It occurred to me today, Maria, as I cycled home in the dark. That in my 31 years of life, Your Voice is the most lovely that I've ever heard. It's not cuz I Lust Deeply For You, or because I have a serious case uh Deh Hots for You (Bolth of the above are Super Very True.). It's because, I am so deeply connected to You in The Spiritual Sense. My Spiritual Compliment and Counterpart. Your Voice sings to me, in all forms that it manifests. I work towards the day when we'll be Together, Together. I want to sit down with You, whenever our spirits shall desire. And share my poetic thoughts with You, and Listen and be fully Present when You shall desire to share your deep poetic ideas and dreams and visions, with Me. That I think, even more than any of the Physical Intimacy that may unfold between us, will be the greatest blessing that we'll share between us. So simple, so humble, and so Vulnerable. To Listen Always, Deeply, And Fully, With You. Vuln...

You're one of only like 2 individuals, who Loves Me Unconditionally. The rest of them, they go out of their respective ways, to keep me at a distance despite my very open and good, pure intentions. This is why I'm almost always, Alone. The Vast Majority, volunteer themselves to abstain from my gifts and blessings. For they know not what they see, and are unaware that their Voluntary Ignorances, shield them from a treasure so very real and valuable. And so I re-volunteer myself, to be a Different, A Good Different. 🖖🏼🖖🏼🖖🏼🖖🏼🖖🏼 But you are the Best. You are my Goethe and Camus and Rand, all rolled into one. I am just so lucky to know someone like you. It means so much to me, to be held in such a high regard by You, Maria. Brings tears to my eyes sometimes. Emotion gently letting itself out. You are a Gift and a Blessing, Maria.

Some more thoughts about Closeness, and Super Closeness. I don't have Sex. And I don't believe in "Scoring" or "Getting" with someone. All of that is Cheapie-Cheap and Sleazy. I only have, or rather, entertain, Close Shared Physical Intimacy; something rare that must be rightfully Earned to experience and relive fully, with Me. I offer my Close Physical Intimacy for You, Maria, not because my goal is to Get You Naked and bent over at my place. But rather because, I want to share and relive and gift this experience with and for You when the time shall come. A special invitation just for You; because I cherish all that You will be able to provide for Us, Us. So please do, join me, when ready. I want to Treat You Well, whenever and wherever we shall, Connect, regardless of the capacity. Whether we'll be together, strolling in the park, or sitting down by the waterfront together, or cuddling up together to share poetry or read a piece together, or so...