Last night I felt warmness. Just as if warm cookies came from the oven. A long era of coldness passed away. My what was tortured soul now unshackled. No more was I a toy. My virgin mind came back. Though the opulence of tears were to be, I could not expel. Fractured my sense has become. Emotions I cry for may they please return? Another soul finally sees. Once where it's universe is of rubies, emeralds, and amethyst. Oh how nurturing. Dreams of being tied down and catered to. Hehe. Gazing at the brisk amongst cotton clouds and a blue void. That soul I feel as I look into the azul. You see. Latin is interesting. An original language so to speak. When I hear it spoken, mystery & majesticness spawns. Atmospheric weather is refreshing because the type is sunny, perfect, and breezy. This is how I feel about this soul.
I moaned softly this morning as my first rem was completed because I felt this soul on top of me. Emotions of millions came into my mind. That soul so sweet. Blueberry pie as it felt. Flesh of an angel. Motherly nature like an ocean. The souls touch like Marigolds. Brisk like turmeric, cedarwood, lemongrass and spearmint. Oh how I wish to touch the temple of where it resides. Bathe in it, rest, cry and sleep. Never was a party person but if I had to, it would be with this soul. Three rounds of must I dispel more? Oh how I want to play with soul. Aroused at being chased I get. Chased by this soul in midnight under the pine. Dancing slowly under the crescent. An old angelical white eldorado from 74 I ride in as we laugh and giggle like old timey folk. Explaining what I'm imagining is impossible because my mind is fractured. The more I'm cuddled, maybe the clearer I can see.
Fantasy of this soul laying my body on a soft bed. Bondaging my hands to thus bed and kissing me all over gently. Fingers running all over my flesh. Being demanded I call this soul mommy. Gives me erections like my first ever ones. The soul giving me little sips of lavender tea to relax my nerves. The soul lighting an incense of musk, lights illuminating dimly as the winter night lingers. Lingerie being worn as I'm coddled. Little vanilla and chocolate chips being fed to me one by one. Strawberry cream is being licked off my body and shared with the mouth of the soul as I'm kissed. I'm such a freak and I love it. Mostly, I like being conquested. I want to be chained up naked, forced to make love, forced to whorship. Oh I will whorship, I will praise and honor that souls temple. Hehe, everytime I do something healthy I get rewarded. Everytime I eat the souls food I cum.
The soul is like an infinite liminal space of flowers. Flowers that have beautiful colors beyond what the eye can perceive. I want to be forever trapped in it all.