Tuesday, October 29, 2002

People have said that there is indeed transfer of energy during a massage session.....I'm assuming that's the reason why all the men I have massaged...have built attachments to me...

'Nuff said.
is it true...

that you portray

an image of playfulness,

extreme sensuality,

and absolute sexuality...

so people won't look

too close

too long

too deep...


so people won't see

you

as a person

capable of being hurt

and vulnerable to

rejection

and betrayal

all over again...?

Monday, October 28, 2002

Kids just danced for candy here in the office......sigh, what can be cuter!!!

Sunday, October 27, 2002

Shucks....can't say anything except that I long for a baby of my own..especially after seeing my nieces and nephews wreak havoc around my newest week-old niece :)

Thursday, October 24, 2002

Oh my love, for the first time in my life
My eyes are wide open
Oh my love, for the first time in my life
My eyes can see

I see the wind
Oh I see the trees
Everything is clear in my world
I see the clouds
Oh. I see the sky

Oh my lover, for the first time in my life
My mind is wide open
Oh my lover for the first time in my life
My mind can feel
I KNOW WHO I WANT TO TAKE ME HOME

Wednesday, October 23, 2002

Old friends
Who didn’t see each other
For five years
Who never talked
Who never even tried
To bridge the gap
That separated them

Old friends
Soulmates, in fact
Alter-egos
Sitting by a pier
In Hong Kong
Under a moonlit night
Talking, laughing
Not touching each other
Yet, connecting in the
Most intimate of ways

Old friends
Meeting by fate
Perchance to reconcile
Perchance to dream again
Or perchance, to say
Goodbye, finally

Old friends
Each with questions
Playing in their mind
Each with regrets
Burdening their hearts
Each with wistful smiles
In their faces
Asking silently
How their friendship
Would end this time

Old friends
Or former sweethearts.
It doesn’t really matter
What they were then
But that they are there now
Sitting at that pier
With the cold night wind
And the sweet smell of sea
Making up their minds
Making up their hearts
What they’re going to be…


Mec 4:45 pm 8-24-01
(last poem i really made)
vaginal orgasms and clitoric orgasms - the difference being? .....

err.......basically, it's where the orgasm is coming from...

a vaginal orgasm is usually intense, exhausting, big...where the vagina actually contracts and sucks a man's bone dry of his cum...

a clitoric orgasm is a wonderful plateau of sensations where slight movements can trigger one after another...if a woman masturbating usually just stimulates the clit, this is the kind she's most probabaly get...and if she's used to having her clit stimulated, this is the kind she would probably expect/want/need

of course dear......these two are usually deemed the same since usually, either they happen simultaneously (that's when a woman's body really tingles all over, then she drops asleep and exhausted and sated and smiling....and whatever) or...the woman is not that attuned to the difference (or where the sensations are originating from).....

(something na nde ko mai-post sa PEX)
thank you, thank you jaeb...for walking me thru this.....