Dreamwalker

Love let­ters: The third day (Or the calm before the storm)

This con­tin­ues from where we left off in Love let­ters: The sec­ond day. Dreamwalker: The email I sent you last night was still in the out­box of my email pro­gram this morn­ing. It sent as soon as I quit the pro­gram and restarted it. I’m sorry, sweet Gen­tle­Spirit, for being a klutz and not ver­i­fy­ing that it actually sent. […]

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Love let­ters: The first day

Last night, Gen­tle­Spirit asked if it would be okay for her to pub­lish some of our ear­li­est cor­re­spon­dence. Mag­nan­i­mously I waved my hand in a royal ges­ture of indul­gence. Read­ing it, I lost myself in the past as her post took me back in time and I decided to share it here as well.

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Gen­tle­Spirit: I Pray

Gen­tle­Spirit asked me to read some­thing she wrote this morn­ing. I did so while she looked at me intently. Once I was done, she asked what I thought. My response: “You fuck­ing made me cry.”

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Q: Do you like to hurt some­one who doesn’t like pain?

Believe it or not, but amongst the tears and the beg­ging and the scream­ing, Dreamwalker is look­ing for approval.

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Toys with a Pulse

When I close my eyes and fan­ta­size about her offer­ing her body and her­self as sac­ri­fice to pacify me, no tools and no toys are any­where to be seen in the dark recesses of my mind.

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I Will Cut Your Wings Loose

I will cut your wings loose. And you will teach me to love.

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