Bree Z Love
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Kitten in Heat: Part 3
Whimsical Rides Mateo and Umi were the like little cubs I wanted to take on an adventure. I had just recently been released from the cage of monogamy. I had consequently held a few terms with two domestic relationships and a half- termed with another but resigned from the latter for marriage would cement a forever. One partner forever! Our sexual numbers were so disproportionate. I couldn’t and I ran like an expertise Sprinter. I had fantasized about riding on the white horse into a land like Nymphs. I chose to take Mateo and Umi on the whimsical ride with me. The two were polar opposite yet they both sparked a vigor of youthfulness within my being.
By Bree Z Love6 years ago in Filthy
My Soul Sistahs
My Soul Sistahs We met in a small cafe. The cafe has kick-ass coffee and array of patrons that arrange themselves in contrast to the namesake of this cafe. The patrons have a look of humility as they sip their libations. They fiddle through their books or tap into their laptops but they look like they are seeking more. We come out to recite words formed from emotions and reactions through poetry. Introduce by a fella that shines with World Wide gifts. I call him Humanity. We gather within our circle with big cheers and hold our eyes in awe of the ray of colors that go far and beyond. It is a fellowship of creative poetics like a congregation for religion and devotions to share truths through lyres, sonnets, satire and humor, and even a haiku or two.
By Bree Z Love6 years ago in Humans
Kitten in Heat: Part 2
Can He Match Her Heat? I was strutting in the illumination of the city of lights with the thrilling appeal. I am a city girl and the nostalgia of being in this grandiose city made me feel incredibly invincible in this city. The secrecy of the new supply of adventure and sex-fueled game of Cat and Mouse. The curiosity was killing me. One week had passed since our first meeting in my city; comparably small to his city. In his city, I could strut like a Queen Feline. Leo women tend to have a fierce existence: “... Leos can never hide when they like or are smitten by someone….she is forward and she is confident…” Even with my petite stature of 4’11, I pack a lot of heat.
By Bree Z Love6 years ago in Filthy
Kitten in Heat
An early morning rise before my dreamy eyelids fully opens. I am aroused while in the mist, my mind is drifting. I am in a space of confusion because deeply, I want love and lust to be in alliance. A toxic shame overwhelms me for the righteous mind wants to think differently but it's in overload of sexual wants. The irony is the dew that’s upon the creases of my yoni. I lie still and his name is echoing in my head. I try whole-heartedly to redirect my thought pattern. I call out to the Father in repetition for an awaken through prayer for guidance of the day. Questioning my salvation and sense of sexuality, “who can save a sinner like me?” I have identified with many roles: the wolf, the sheep and the Jezebel in my personal stories. Yet, I have to be honest to myself; I can not identify the protagonist in the story of my torrid affairs.
By Bree Z Love6 years ago in Filthy
