Just a Girl Lost 2

Just a girl lost~ Here I share bits & pieces of me, in poetry, prose, music & posts from writers who inspire me.




He Is


He loves me with strong, calloused hands.

He pushes aside wisps of hair to gently kiss my forehead.

His way to wordlessly say, “It’s still ok, you grumpy, unloving, selfish girl . I love every bit and piece of you. I still do.  It’s just me and you and WE will always be ok.”

He laughs when I won’t.

He likes music I don’t, he likes mine too, he never has to choose. He’s an Eclectic demigod of tunes.  A firestorm of moods. He can be as crazy, raunchy, crude, irreverent, lewd, uncontrolled, wild and wicked as the music he listens to.

He is undone watching sad movies, the ones where sports heroes die in the arms of a best friend.

He loves books as if they somehow help him breathe. He reads to me the things that touch him most deeply. He hides nothing of what he’s feeling or thinking. He knows I never judge him & though I may disagree I respect him and always try to see though his eyes.

His openness, trust and complete honesty are the greatest gifts of Love anyone has ever given me.  He allows me to reciprocate. His uncaged heart frees me.

Everything about him screams sexy.  His mind is my Aphrodisiac.  His body is my home. There is no part of me he hasn’t seen. There is no place on me he hasn’t touched. My lips, sighs, whispers, cries, passion, pleasure, pain, desire, every inch, outside and in… There is nothing I keep from him. To Him only do I belong.

He can split logs and carry them in rain.  He is made of hardest muscle and beard. He is not soft. I love the rugged length of him. The smell of sweat and skin. The way his hands engulf mine. The way his body shields and protects. He makes me feel strong, yet delicate.

He isn’t afraid to Pray, in his own way.

He seeks beyond this world for the greater good and greater Truth.

He Respects all creatures, all life. He lets butterflies rest upon his thumb and never kills bumblebees or fireflies.

His takes no delight in cruelty or another man’s downfall

He is strength with tenderness. A gentle upheaval. A fascinating contradiction.

He is Bold as knights of old. He Protects the innocent, the weak, the bullied, the meek.

He is slow to anger or take offense. He sees all, the bad, the good in those he calls friend.

He does what is right and honorable with courage and strength of conviction.

He is a man of action, a Warrior

He is a Seeker of peace

Hypocrisy he never tolerates. Ignorance he won’t excuse. He never suffers fools.

He has no need for the approval of men. He’s no sheep to be led by irrational emotion. He’s not influenced by the latest trends among politicians, philosophers or the masses.

He is a realist, a pragmatist who sees with the eyes of wisdom and reason.

He is an Idealist, an optimist, a philosopher.

Compelling, passionate, brilliant and fascinating. He challenges my mind, and he delights when mine challenges his.

He is gentility and class. He is confident and secure with his manhood, his place in the world. He is nobility of thought. Justice and honesty are ingrained in his heart.

More than generous, he seeks no adulation or glory for kindnesses

He sacrifices without complaint for those he loves

He gazes into each sun’s rising and setting with wonder and awe. He knows all nature is a masterpiece, a treasure to protect and respect

He shows me reality in colors unseen

He sees beyond what the eyes perceive

In every season he finds hope, no matter how stark the horizon or chilling the breeze

He teaches me unending ways to discover the Beauty in me

Like a rare flower he treasures and cherishes me with every breath

He delights as I bloom beneath his care. He is never threatened by my strength. He could crush me in an instant, I trust him completely. I am fearless and free within the fortress of him

He is my Protector, my Avenger

He is my Savior, my soulmate, my biggest fan, my most ardent, attentive Lover

He is my best friend

He found me when I was alone, unguarded, unmasked. He SAW into me and still stayed around. I know it’s meant to last

He is Man ~ He is my Love

He walks this earth

My Soul’s Mate known and expected

since before time began

I will wait a lifetime

to walk beside him once again

Hand in Hand




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His words




His words betray me

His words make me believe he is perfect for me

and he is

His words make me happy

His words are a fantasy

His words are the gorgeous kind

the kind you want to curl up in

and let him pet you to as you purr

His words





Never Set Me Free




I dreamt last night ~ it was deeply felt

in between sleeping and reality


I closed my eyes

I called out to you across the miles

in desperate prayers of longing and desire

You and I


in my mind


I felt your touch

I smelled your scent

I felt you lying in bed beside me

My hands, your proxy

began to play

Nocturne upon my naked body

in gentle symphony of fingers

Softly singing

songs of lust across my skin


Invading sweetly~ gliding, roaming

a languid slow adagio

Suddenly, I felt your breath

exhales directing my

Caresses capriccio

in swirls twists, tantalizing flicks

Higher lower~ tempos taunting

Playing plunging

Releasing teasing

Bold pluckings~ pinching pizzicato

Reddening tips ~ breathing deeper

Blood flushed rushing


In resonance rising beneath my skin

Slickly sweetly ~ harder faster

Raging to the music of you

Igniting infernos

My body hotter ~ wetness flowing

rhythms invading



Fingering, pleasuring

In chords rough~ Hard and deep


I muffled screams, whimpering

as my hips rise to meet

Hands riding the rhythms

of frantic edgings


Rolling in liquid waves

Over and over

Smashing against tides


Cruelly denied

the requiem

of sweet release…


Night turned

to Day

Alive with ache


by you

In every thought


My body slick

Beneath hot rain

As showers soothe,

I breathe your name


My body dripping wet

outside, inside

Fires rage again


My legs spread open,


Warm jets of watery tongues

Mercilessly flicking ~licking

My tender swollen lips

Holding close

pulsing jets


I moan as pleasure builds

Higher and higher


Coming close






I whisper your name

I bite my scream

I taste red

I see your face




Explosions pouring

though me~in me


Pure bliss


exquisite release


I lick your gift off

each fingertip


Your name still

on my lips

I’m ready for more



Lost in you~ Lost in your

Dark dangerous dominance


I am enslaved by my desire

I am your slave forever


Never set me free