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Kitten Incarnate. Wolf In Wolf's Disguise. Raven, Masterpiece. October Rust, November Rain. Stillness Of February, Ides Of March. Flight Of The Raven, First Rite Of Spring. Quiet, Paradise. https://www.pinterest.com/pin/634937247439126677/ https://i.pinimg.com/736x/fb/58/11/fb5811300691fbbcdbc3bf80fcd34c22.jpg

I woke up today, Thinking About You. Coming together in the flesh, softly exchanging long, long quiet glances. Giggling, sending each other Energy with which to be played, remanifested, fluidly reshaped into an Origami Masterpiece, and sent back to The Other. Two Kittens together personified, on this fine Spring day. I want to be with You in the flesh, so that I may gaze into your eyes for a long, long time. Many lingering glances, playful gestures sent forth to You like a feather that floats down into your open Palms, to be held, reshaped and blessed, sent back to me in a way that only Maria can. Please, join me please please in the flesh. I want to be Your Very Own, Kitten Incarnate, Raven Masterpiece. https://www.pinterest.com/pin/634937247439126677/ https://i.pinimg.com/736x/fb/58/11/fb5811300691fbbcdbc3bf80fcd34c22.jpg

Yeah, can't wait to Blow Yooo Uh Kiss. Yeah, can't wait to Give Yooo, Uh Kiss. Yeah, Uhn Deh Cheek, Ryte Thare. 😋😋😋😋 Kiss Uhn Deh Cheek, Oh Yes. 😋😋😋😋

Please do, allow me so gently hold your Lady Hands in mine once again, so deeply do I desire to continually Shape and Sculpt You. Unearth your hidden gems long dormant and thus not yet fully manifested. I want to see your Emotions delicately percolate to the surface, linger and manifest, as I shall guide You along gently so, into, The Great Unknown. That I may empower You and stir You to Emotions long suppressed, decayed, abandoned, and forgotten. Let it all quietly rise to the surface, Dearest Maria My Love. Let it all ooze to the surface, I do and will Love You all the same, because I see and sense and feel all that You embody deep within, these rare hidden gems. Cut are You of a very rare and highly prized cloth, just as I am. Your Lady Hands In Mine, Rare Gems Unearthed, My Deep Love Unspoken.

This is the thought of you, in a picture. It's what you do inside me. You make me bloom.

The truth is that, the more intimately you will know someone, the more clearly that you'll see their flaws. That's just the way that it is. This is why marriages fail, why children are abandoned, and why friendships don't last. You might think that you Love someone until you will see the way that he/she will act when out of money or under pressure or hungry. But Love is somethig different. Love is to choose to serve someone and be with someone in spite of his/her filthy heart. Love is patient and kind, Love is deliberate. Love is hard. Love is pain and sacrifice. To Love is to see the darkness in another person, and defy the impulse to Jump Ship. Righteous Path. May my Love thus professed be made known again, and be doubled and redoubled in times of darkness. Yes, may this Process Of Belief cast away the doubt, and the shadows, and the self-loathing, and the anger. May my Love thus professed, be made known again. Remanifested in, ...

Takes a very profoundly wise individual, to understand and appreciate this Depth that I share and manifest. You see, feel, understand, and appreciate deeply, my Energy that has been thus shared for all of these years. Even though your Quietness lingers most of the time, I know that You feel what I share, deeply, deeply. I Know. One of many, many reasons why, I wish to Build A Life With You In The Flesh. That we may create a shared space for Us to share fully and completely. Us, Together. Where words will sometimes fall short, we will have our life together in the flesh, to share with each other, the Energy that escapes description or words. As one who is very highly Spiritually Aware, I know intimately of your deep profound wisdom, Maria. Definitely a rare gem in a world of Sheep, dormant maybe at times, but always there unspoken, and I want to Partake, Learn From You Always. Us, Together, because, I wish to Partake of your most intimate thoughts and feelings unspoken, that...

Really good prose is something that will make The Author shed a tear, or weep softly just by revisiting the flow and all that has been presented thus on the paper. Let your Emotions flow freely, and don't feel the need to approach your meter and rhyme scheme with a rigid set of conventions. With your prose, let yourself know exactly how You feel, and don't worry about or think about establishing structure. Write when the tears trickle forth, and in due time the formatting and typesetting will become clearer and clearer still to see and feel. Meditation will help You immensely to tune deeply into the very deep viscerality and rawness of your Emotions. With Meditation, You will unearth these rare uncut gems buried deeply within, and then with further Meditation, You will manifest the words to correlate to All That You Feel. As one who is very, very deeply Spiritually Aware, I know for a fact that You feel things deeply. And with a long-commitment to Meditation, yo...

Our Poetry is supposed to emanate a living-and-breathing quality and essence, in order to pull the reader deeply inward, and pull him/her ever deeper still. Thus is the essence of Emotion. Poetry is analogous to Meditation. Not necessarily something to be rigidly structured in accordance with set rules and constructs or convention. Breathing. Ebbing, flowing. Receding waters, breaking waves gently wash over your feet as foam, one among us, reunited once again with our Creator, heels and metatarsals so softly rest in the wet sand. Sitting there quietly in the late afternoon hours upon doorstep of twilight, so then does the sun cast a red-orange glow upon your face, as another warm blanket of foamy water reaches out again and kisses your feet awaiting. The ocean breeze in my veins, gentle orange glow of the sun god illuminates my hair sits so freely upon your shoulders, nothing set in stone as the foamy waters wash over my feet and breathe new life into my tired soul. There do I re...

I asked myself if it's the mere "idea" of you I have fallen in love with. You know as well as I do, that You and I are each and both much more than just, "Ideas". If I was just an Idea, then You would be able to pick up a book about me, read it 100+ times, and then have attained a Mastery Of Me. But we are each much more than just an Idea. We are dynamic, living and breathing, always changing, a continual evolution of our respective selves. Ideas don't mature unless a Sequel or Sequels or Derivative Fanart(s) is/are penned. Ideas don't have minds and wills of their own, for they are merely manifestations of The Creator's Thoughts, to be dispatched and manifested in accordance with His/Her desires and will. This is why we are each much much more than just Ideas. Alright. This is why I so desire so deeply to Be With You In The Flesh. You're not an Idea, Maria. I can't simply pick up a book and be enli...

Meditation is key to tuning into The Quiet Within; this presence, that which only The Individual In Question may hear and discern. Take more time for yourself, Dearest Maria. Because, while individuals like myself may guide You on this journey along This Path Overgrown So Seldomly Traveled, only You may fully tune into your own, Quiet Within. I will Guide You on this journey, Maria. But at times I will Let You Go, allow You to float away to sea, unassisted and untethered thus, carried away by the tide. But fear not, for I will always have full faith in your abilty to make your way back to Safety with Me. Just know that, during your Struggle, during your Darkest Hour, waning candlelight that flickers, I will always, always be right by your side, the loyal servant's hand that will protect and shield the flame from fizzling, extinguishing, expiring, and fading into, This Cold Empty Darkness, all that will remain in a world devoid of Safety, Comfort, and, Familiarity. Trust...

We must Suffer and Struggle, in order to reach and attain Enlightenment. But through this journey thus unnamed, will we gather the strength unspoken necessary to live, breathe, manifest, and share, these emotions deep within that will endure in our respective Legacies through our Writings.

Meditate. Speak Less. Observe, More. Force yourself to experience Discomfort. There is a certain Viscerality that may only be experienced by Isolation. Separate yourself from all that is Interference, and all that manifests as Noise. Choose your environment carefully. Separate yourself from The Familiar, and let The Great Unknown, pull You in, envelope You fully. What did The Buddha do to reach Enlightenment? Isolation. Separation from The Familiar. Separation from The Opulence. Separation from the safety of The Palace. Where Words Stop, The Quiet, Speaks. The Quiet Without. The Quiet, Within. Then, and only then will our Suffering, forever be laid to rest. Ruins of Rome, silently stand do these Limestone and Marble Relics, Funeral of a King once heralded and mighty. Let the tears flow as they may. It's okay to Cry, its okay to Weep. For You thus separated from The Familiar, isolated, exposed in ways not previously, Enlightenm...

Sol is the hope I whisper Among the winds that hew the hills.

Maria. I Cried by myself a bit here on this fine Spring morning. Emotions resurface, gently do they percolate to the surface, moves me from very, very deeply within. Thank You, Thank You. Thank You. For sharing your candid and intimate self here with me, Maria. Past, present, and future. You open me up to the feeling of these rich, warm, and visceral Emotions that are by my own devices, often inaccessible and out of reach, a foreigner in a land not his own. One of many, many reasons why I think so very highly of You, Maria. Always and forever Your Super Special Guy, and, your Lifelong Student, Disciple. Please do, continue to shape and mold me with your Delicate Lady Hands. Love You Forever, Maria.

Focus ever so slightly deeper into my Gaze, Maria. Send forth your Energy, as I, too, shall let mine trickle forth freely for You to Taste and Partake without hold. I Want You To, Engage Me, Nudge Up Right Next To Me, Play Wiffth Me, Gaze Into Me, Beyond, Beyond The Physical, And, Taste Me, Partake Of Me, Relish And Delight In All That Is Me, Sun-God Within At The Tips Of Your Fingers, My Queen, My Special Lady, Taste Of Strawberry Kiwi That Lingers, Sweet Mellow Kiss That Trails Upon Smooth Lines Of The Nape Of Your Neck, Shapely Delicate Shoulders And Supple Breasts Exposed, Mountain Spring Trickles New Leaf Manifests So Too Like These Quiet, Windswept Wildflowers Of March, April, Early Gems Of The Season; Lean Back Now Wiffth Me Combs Through Gentle Touch Of Your Fingers, My Hair In Between Savoury Paw Prints Of My Goddess My Queen, Taste That Settles, Returns, And Lingers So Too Like My Tongue O...

Yes Yes Dearest, You are my, Queen. And I wish to, learn so much, with, and from, You. Actively, and, Dynamically. You have alot to teach me, and I want to continue to be your Student, your Pupil, and, your, Disciple. Such is the journey that truly, really truly excites me. So uhhh, yes. Yes. Yes. I am always eager to learn something with You, and for You to shape me in ways that I couldn't have shaped myself. Beyond awesome are You, my Dearest. My Super Special Lady, Very real, as real as these Feelings, Here Today, Always, And Forever. Sun-God kneels before his Queen. Student, Disciple, Simplest Of Sons. Open my eyes to all that You know well, teach me and nourish me with your seed, I will not turn away your delicate Lady Hand, delicate Lady Tongue. Come hither, so gently softly, take your hand in mine, open my eyes to all that I can not see. That I am your Student, Disciple, this above all else, ...

Sol is the fifth note, the sun-god; The man I sculpt with my sallow palms. Oh Yes, Dats Mai Maria.

As I lay here nude on the carpet tonight, legs burning from a long day in the kitchen. I lay here like so Thinking About You, and so do I close my eyes. Knowing that soon, soon enough, I'll have You in my arms here with me, and we'll be able to stretch out and unwind freely, Together, in whatever state of dress or undress that we shall so please. Us Together. A stretched canvas for us to paint in accordance with our respective and collective wills and whims. Us, Together. Path for us to manifest. Path Seldomly Traveled, but also ours to reclaim and rediscover. Distinctly unique, and eternally sacred will our shared journey be, just as it is so distinctly unforgettable now and thus far. Us, Together. I wish for You to join me here, Maria. Please, Soh Much Please. A New Leaf and A Fresh Canvas, that which awaits just for Us, This Brave New World. Such a distinct honour will that be in my eyes. Love You, Soh, Soh Much. 💗💗💗💗💗

I want to do This, with You. Love You Soh, Soh Much, Dearest Maria. https://www.facebook.com/unexpectedjourney007/posts/820976181428767 https://www.fridacastelli.com/ https://www.instagram.com/fridacastelli/ https://www.instagram.com/p/BhA--MRHHgS/

When we'll finally meet in the flesh, I'll wrap my arms around your back, look gently into your clear eyes, and lean in so softly to give You a warm, delicate Kiss. Please do, wrap your arms around my back, too. I want to feel your Lady Palms rest against my skin. And then we'll go on our way, Together At Last. This Embrace so simple, that which I will savour and remember forever. Our Very First Kiss.

Maria. Ay Love Love Love You, Soh, Soh, Much. 😻😻😻😻😻 Maria, Dearest. You are my Cat In The Hat, my Mary Poppins, my Psychedelic Underground, and, my Alkonost, all rolled into one. Oh Yes. You're The Greatest. 💗💗💗💗💗

I need not take any Psychedelics. I just sit down Uhn Deh LSD Couch, Tush Rubs Against Tush, Thing Wun Ahn Thing Tou, Diis Yoooo Ohv Many Hats, Hold Youhr Lady Hanz, Whisper Intou Youhr, Ear, Arms Around Youhr Waist, ahn, Lett Iht Aoull, Flow, Touchey Lickey Rubbey, Oh Yesss. Ryght Heer Wiffth Yoooo, Mai Verry Own, Presto Maria. 😻😻😻😻😻 Theh Maria. Yes Please. Yes Please. Yes Please. Yes Please. 😻😻😻😻😻

My Very Own, Presto, Maria. 😻😻😻😻 Hanz Aoull Ovurr Yoooo, Can Not, Resist, This Temptation Tou Massage Your Scalp, Wiffth Mai Hanz Combz Youhr Hair, Flows Delicately From Within As We Lay Ihn Thuh Nude. Thuh LSD Couch. Mai Hanz Aoull Ovurr Yoooo, Squeeze Youhr Bum, Massage Youhr Back And, Whisper Intou Youhr, Ear. Your Bare Naked Shoulders, So Shapely, Delicious, Hanging Breasts Arched Jusst Soh Ovurr, Thuh LSD Couch. Softly Thrusts Intou Yoooo, Slowly Ahn Deeply, Soh Light Ahs Uh Feather, This Lickey Lick Lick. 😻😻😻😻

I was Dreaming About Yoooo last night, oh Dearest. Steamy, Raunchy, So full of Passion and Lust. Really, Really, Hawt. Yeah, I was Dreaming About You last night, Maria. Upon the plush cushions of Thuh LSD Couch do we sit, linger between stations, like the quiet pause between The Semicolon and The Next Word. Right hand unhinges the top fastener of your jeans, and the other, slips under your shirt, strong calloused Hand rubs against the small of your Back, meanders down into the cleavage of your Bum, and so delicately strokes the tender lips of your anus. One station between us, like the stamp of the conductor upon my chin dated and signed, yes, name of the ensign upon my forehead, and so too, the mark of my two Fingerprints, Bob Ross The Magician, horsehair brush against the tender lips of your anus, median line, warm gentle crease of my Ticket, right along The Perforated Line, eases ever slightly further downward ...

I'm gonna Kiss Yooo Uhn Deh Cheek when we'll finally meet in the flesh. It will be Splendid, and Maria I do believe, will Blush. 😌😌😌😌 Yes. I will delight in that exchange very much. Ay wanna, Mayke Yooo, Blush. 😌😌😌😌 Ay Wanna, make the butterflies in your stomach flutter a bit, share this light and airy floating feeling with You, leaning in Tou Givv Yooo Uh Kiss Uhn Deh Cheek. It will feel really, really good. And I look forward to that day. Theh Maria, Yes Please, Yes Yes Yes Please. 😌😌😌😌

"The most beautiful people that you'll ever meet in This Life, aren't always the ones who will catch your eyes first. No. The most beautiful are the ones that can never be Figured Out. The ones with whom you can talk for many hours and still have a million things to ask. The people who have a mind so lovely and special, that you can't help but fall in love with them." Like, Dat's Yoooo Maria. 😄😄😄😄😄😄 Theh Maria, She Soh Uh May Zing Yes, Yes, Yes She Is. Theh Maria, Yes Please, Yes Yes Yes Please. Maria. You're so incredibly Sexy. Because, of your particular Depth Of Thought. A distinguished, unspoken Profundity Of The Self, that never runs dry, not in any capacity. I think the world of You because of this. Words will never convey how much I adore your essence. I could and do desire deeply to, be with You every day Together At Last, and your Depth Of Thought will never cease to deeply move me and captivate...