Closing Act

I’ve never been at a loss for words.  This week was tremendously stressful.  My emotions have ruled me.  I’ve cried a lot.  Deep, guttural tears and slow drops that  trail down my cheeks.  I think sometimes you have no choice…sometimes it is better to let them come. Let the mascara turn your face black.

Mourning for great loss in more than one form.

This blog has never been about fantasy.  It is my about my real feelings,  needs, thoughts and desires.  An authentic blend of poignant prose ranging from the dirty and fluffy to the vulnerable and raw.

Consume me in all my forms.

Faith. It’s all I can count on.  It dwells in the deepest parts of my soul. Intangibility.  What you can not see, what you can not control you must surrender to.

That is how you thrive.  This is the metamorphosis of rationality.

Music mood:  Andrew Bayer “Closing Act”

Yours truly,

your kinky courtesan xx

I'm a writer and a lover not a fighter, except if I really want something.

One Comment

  • William

    Sorry To Learn Of Your Stressful Week & Extremely Thankful For Sharing Your Real Feelings No Matter How Vulnerable & Raw.
    Happy Holidays & Let Your Faith Reign Supreme ~

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