My life has once more found direction. Egresses became ingresses; locked doors became uninhibited entryways, portals to sunshine and starry nights. I have found peace. I found kindness in places I never looked before; the pleasure of rediscovering warm intimacy in a world of cursory conversations and cold exchanges. I am content and not seeking to upset the delightful balance that my world has found, unless it is an extraordinaire paragon that enchants my senses and stirs my submissive desires to be delivered forthwith.
[COLOR skyblue]Note: 6 moves in 4 years. I will not relocate. I have returned home. I have no desire to move nor crawl anywhere in the world in order to become someone's slave. I am not slave material; I so much prefer and enjoy kneeling at your feet, waiting for your attention, direction, or correction. I will hand you a piece of my soul to watch over and in return, I shall keep the embers smoldering and ignite fires that will make both of us eventually curl up on the couch and breathe, all while holding one another close. I am not a second choice. While I know the life consumes our attentions in many directions, our time together is best spent focused upon one another and not spent hiding in shades and denying feelings. Life is too short to spend time in secret liaisons but instead, I shall sing, dance, smile in your presence and shout your name out to the universe so that it echoes forever against the stars, and hopefully you will smile too. [/COLOR]
[COLOR deeppink]Note: if you want to get to know me, please read my blog "Palabras of a Pissed-Off Puta." To understand what is happening in my world, this will give you a headstart over the others.[/COLOR]
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Min Ideal Person:
The Ideal Man caresses my soul, laughs at my antics, and appreciates my attention.
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