Color Code For Posts...

Color Code For Posts: Red is for sensual; Green or Teal is for emotional/traumatic; Yellow or Orange is for relaxing; Pink (pastel or hot) is for little ones/nice posts; Purple is for good memories; Blue is for Personality Tests. I will update this as needed.

Wednesday, August 10, 2005

Healing

Healing



Unkind words
Hidden scars
Laid bare
Latent emotions
Healing wounds
Memories remade
Esteem built
Soothing presence
Warm thoughts
Safe inside.


Kit Masters © August 8, 2005

*I kinda misplaced this poem and recently found it.

Who Am I?

Who Am I?





This question was difficult to answer. It really threw me outside of my comfort zone. I felt blank. I was upset but I didn’t realize the emotions I felt were a direct result of being unable to answer this simple question. I thought this question was simple but it’s not simple instead it’s a very complex and it really is a hard question to answer. I was despondent. I felt like I was lost in a very big ocean on a small raft with no paddles and the sky was clouded with no stars to aid in getting my bearings. I was positively overwhelmed by my emotions. I dislike when that happens because I feel unsettled and have to deal with intense emotions. Some of the things I felt with the despondency were irritation and confusion. I felt weak even though I know I am a very strong person.

I was lucky to have someone help me figure out all the things that were causing me to have a melt down. It took several hours to find balance within. It took great care and love to see who I am, how I view myself and how others see me. I have found that I am a passionate person that feels the extremes of emotions and at times I don’t know how to deal with them. I am an intelligent person, who can rationalize and think. I am a person that can be tough, strong & hard, or soft, sweet & innocent or anything in between. Sometimes the things in between are more difficult to deal with. I am a very creative person. I enjoy making/creating things that have color and are pleasing to the eyes. I am a very special person. I am unique. I exist in this time and place for specific reasons even if I don’t know what they are. I am working on getting to know more about myself.

Thursday, August 4, 2005

When I Sleep Deep

When I Sleep Deep



Anger boiling
Below the surface

Tears burning
To slide down

Disappointment clouding
My mind and thoughts

Words leaving
Speech failing me

Deep inside
A need to run & hide

Divided needs
Want to leave, have to stay

Always justifying
Small things and changes

Endless questioning
Driving me mad

Exploding rage
Flashes of hurt

Tears flowing
As I feel the pain

Letting go
Is what I would rather do

Bleeding inside
Unseen wounds, tormented again

Curls up
Into a tight ball and sleeps

Nothing touches
Me when I sleep

Nothing torments
Me when I sleep deep.



Kit Masters © August 4, 2005

Complete Package

Complete Package



Complete control
She wanted to feel
Being controlled
Is what she craved
He gave her what
She craved & wanted
He never wanted
To control anyone
She never wanted
To give up control
Yet the two together
Made them whole.

He surrendered
To her power
Letting her energy
Flow through him.
He told himself
To get a drink
And proceeded to
Fall to his knees.

He chose to yield
She chose to take him
He longed to be tasted
She craved to drink
Fantasies long lay hidden
They both craved
Yet did not know
How to get
What would
Complete them
Melt them
Assuage their hunger
Sate the hidden beasts.

Domination
Submission
Obedience
Pleasure
Unconsciously they sated
Each others cravings.

First bite taken
Out of craving so strong
Blood lust unquenched
Such a passionate kiss
So sensual yet erotic
Filling the mind with
Sensations unending
He found it arousing
She so careful with him
A precious treasure
She refused to harm
Or hunt in anyway.

Temptation to take him
Flowed through her
She quenched the desire
Taking her time
With the snarly male
She talked to
Her fanged one
Appeared that day
She had awoken his
Most secret desires.

She unveiled
The tiger in him
The panther in her
Rejoiced in having a
Sweet tiger to curl
Up with & to nuzzle
Tiger just wanted
To lay at her feet
She wanted him
To pounce & play with her
He finally obliged her.

Her bear broke free
She caressed the angry one
Drawing him into her world
He is one of her protectors
He adores her
She adores him.

She unleashed the maelstrom
When she was advised to
Put him away
She showed him love
He melted under
Her sweet ways
& innocent assault
He was forever changed
By her adorable touch.

Her magician sought after by many
But captured by only one
Finally having the freedom
Of softness, trusting & love
Both learning about the other
They melt into each other
When stresses overwhelm
They sink fangs into each other
And drain the negative away.

They brighten each others worlds
They give freely to each other
Taking the gifts freely offered
Placing great trust in each other.

Spiraling
Relaxing
Melting
Soothing
Healing
Learning

Shifting personae
Swift mood changes
Balancing each other
Instinctively knowing
What’s needed.

Giving
Receiving
Yielding
Controlling
Understanding
Serving

Light at tunnels end
Calming energy during stress filled time
Loving & compassionate embrace
Healing, soothing touch
Entrancingly, melodious voice
Deep captivating eyes.
All in a complete package.



Kit Masters © July 31, 2005

In The Haven Of My Heart

In The Haven Of My Heart



In the darkness of my mind
The thoughts which consume me
Closing my eyes, losing sight
Floating on the clouds inside

One holds me here
Grounded to reality
He keeps me focused
When I need it most

Within the walls of my heart
Is a door leading within
It is the only opening
And he holds the key

In my time of need
He’s the only one
Who begs me to take heed
And I hear his words

He doesn't realize that I do not control
He’s the one holding me tight
He’s the one who keeps me whole
And I cling to that whole heartedly

To keep me held here
Grounded to our reality
Holding one so dear
In the haven of my heart.


Kit Masters © July 23, 2005