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Name: Michelle
Country: United States
State: Ohio
Metro: Columbus
Birthday: 1/19/1972
Gender: Female


Interests: art, music, poetry, reading, religion, philosophy
Expertise: computers, database programming, over-analyzing everything
Occupation: Computer related
Industry: Computers (Software)


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Member Since: 7/25/2005

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Sunday, March 25, 2007

In these arms

I love to watch you sleep
The contentment on your face
You smile softly
Finding comfort in this place

I hear you whimper gently
Amazed how still the sound
I lay and watch you sleeping
So thankful it’s you I found

You lay and watch me sleeping
And touch upon my skin
Fingers like soft satin
You hear me sigh now and then

I feel you touch me gently
My hips begin to sway
Soft kisses on my skin
You take me away

To distant far off places
Feeling like a dream
Your tongue reaching for me
It’s not what it may seem

Passion rushing over
Waves dance on my skin
You bring me up with you
Please don’t let it end

Our eyes start to close
We fall asleep together
Finding comfort in those arms
Wrapped around one another

mtheve 3-25-2007


Sunday, December 24, 2006

Distractions

I need you... in my mouth
touching my soul
I need to feel you
under my fingertips
as I run them over your nipples
I want you
licking and kissing over your body
biting here and there
I need to be inside you
feeling me fill you
completing you
completing me
I want you tied up
bound, blindfolded
on your knees
with a feather... just to watch
you wriggle underneath me
I want to see your eyes
as they look at me when you cum
I want to feel your body tremble
under me as I bring you past your defenses
I want to run my nails
over your skin
I want to taste you
I want to feel you
I want to love you
The way you love me


Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Musings while laptopless

Beside me lay no one
Silent prayers watch me weep
Restless dreams wake me
The lonely ache makes me sleep

In a world made of roses, sometimes only the wildest of species survive and can withstand the forces of nature.  For the free of spirit lives without bondage and loves without fault.

I would die a thousand deaths to just be able to once love someone incandescently.

I stare across my empty bed
waiting for a dream
wondering if there is true love
or is it as non-existent as it may seem
to find a partner loyal and dear
who can let this spirit fly free
to cage her in will only make
her break their heart times three
her heart aches to love someone
who can comprehend her every whim
someone bold and daring, carefree as herself
with whom she can open up and let in
she comes jaded and bitter
fears of relationships past
dreading where the future lies
losing all faith that any will last

Sometimes I just wonder...
If lost will I be found?
If sick will I be healed?
If loved will I love back?
I miss that part of me
that feels love and knows love.
I miss waking up to that
one who lays beside me.
I miss seeing her face
as my eyes open sleepily
and my body stretches.
I miss feeling her touch
albeit passionate and tender
or rough and loving.
I miss loving someone completely.
I miss her hugs.
I miss our long conversations.
I miss feeling loved and needed.
I miss feeling like a part of something really special.
I miss feeling safe enough to love completely.


Wednesday, September 27, 2006

Inspiration of a red-headed rooster

This was like word association but we played this through text messages.  She sent me the first line and I responded with a text.  Then she would respond back with a text.   We played off of each other's words and this is what became of it.


She was never mine - When fire and burning passion create the void, the void opens wider spewing out flickers of those once loved, now lost.  In a prison made of glass I wait... Shards of broken glass around me lay. The dropplets of blood reflect my tears.  My heart still now, she won't wake me anymore. Take me just once more before you let me go.  Like a bird I need to fly without feeling suffocated. Release me so I can be free to feel again. My world turned grey. Sound now shrill and her love for my heart wilted. Never again will I let pride consume me. Love has all boundaries chained to a heart desperate for that one who will breathe life back into one so still.  My power - my words have left me. Only the shadows remain in my dreams. My Barbarella where have you gone? Take from me what you will. My spirit is broken like the fragile wing, crushed beyond repair.


Butterfly


Why do you turn me on so?

Why do I wake up seeing you in my minds eye?

Like flowers feed the butterfly

You feed my passions

My desires

You wake me from a dreaming sleep

Envelop my senses

Capture my body

With just your words

I am alive

Breathing

Feeling

Mesmerized by just your voice

Waiting for your nectar

Desiring your touch

With guided imagery

You break me from my prison

Free of all chains

Wrapped up in the moment

Intensities arise

Your colors intrigue me

Your wings fluster me

Dreaming of your fingertips

Dancing over my skin

Filling my needs

Acquiring my wants

Burning your actions into my head

Stealing my thoughts

As you flutter, off to sleep

 

Mtheve 9-27-06



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