Who’s Responsible?

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It’s healthy thing!

Originally posted on learningtocry.wordpress.com:

I don’t like it when it feels like someone is always needing me.

I just want to be left alone.  Not responsible for another’s needs, or happiness.

Now I understand that others may have felt this way about my behavior.

I think I finally get it.  People want to feel free.  Neediness is constricting and threatens to take away from individuality.

It feels good to finally understand this concept.  I guess I needed to experience it myself, to understand.

Copyright Suzanne Norton 2015

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Tz {0}

Dip inside
The waters fine
A warm caress of wetness
Pretend you feel
The heat below
The rising of my
Hip

Lay down on me
And meet my lips
My tongue awaits your tangle
A finger glide
A water slide
A blur of milk and
Honey

You tantalize
Yet hide your eyes
I see the temptress child
I feel the heat
That sweet sweet heat
And want to feel the
Fire

Sigh…

I close my eyes
I’m satisfied
That you and I are one
In mastermind
Of better times
When aĺl we know is love….
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I miss…
This.

I Write

t.dot:

she’s on a role lol…love this too!

Originally posted on learningtocry.wordpress.com:

I write to heal my wounded soul

To make the broken pieces whole

To understand my joy and sorrow

To get me through the next tomorrow

I write to hold the blue in the sky

To see the clouds go floating by

To feel the breeze upon my skin

To dream of falling in love again

I write to discover why it is I’m here

To feel the feelings and know they’re real

To see the colors so vivid and bright

To know I’m doing something right

I write because it’s what I do

I write to share my words with you

Copyright Suzanne Norton 2015

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Marinating

I’m in a moment of clarity.

And utter confusion.

It is possible to experience both simultaneously.

I know. Because I am.

I’m soaring.

But am cautious.

Crash landings.

Been in the wreckage before.

This feeling.

This thing that aches between my thighs.

This heat.

Is lust.

Pure and simple.

I recognize it. And own it.

Still.

I want to feel it.

Write of it.

Sing of it.

With lyrics smeared in this wetness of wanting.

It’s dangerous.

This Lust.

And so very fucking sexy.

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She is very much on my mind.

Again.

Her Sex. Specifically…

Sensual touch. Deep kisses. That look that slays me.

Every. Single. Time.

Lovin that urges me to depths.

Unparalled.

I miss drowning in Her.

So very very much…sigh

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(Damn you Rosie. You’re are not helping!)

I digress…

I feel moved. Today.

To speak. A truth.

But I don’t know.

What to say?

But I’ve said more then I should.

So.

I will shift and move.

Uncomfortably.

Till this feeling goes away.

And marinate.

A little longer.

In this false Euphoria.

Until it does…

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Stigma {personal}

Was thanking folks on FB for the birthday love from Sunday – BTW THANK YOU WP FAMILY ;) – when I came across this post and picture attached. My reaction was instantaneous and gut-felt. This was my response to the pic that deeply struck home:

“THIS IS SOOOOO AWESOME!!! As a girl I was (still am lol) muscular. Not fat! But I always weighed so much more then my girlfriends. As a teenager. Again in my 20’s. And well into my 30’s. Things started to level out in my 40’s cuz everyone became a heavier shade of grey. Not being a size 5 or under 100 lbs made me feel like a huge monster and so unfeminine :( I just wanted to be able to say – just once – that I only weighed 110 lbs instead of 140. Or 150 instead of 180. I hated the scale and never put one in my bathroom. I looked and felt amazing, but that stigma attached itself to me and I have carried it with me my whole life. Even now – tho I have embraced the full weight of my body (the muscle and the added fat lol) there is still an echo I have to fight hard to ignore every. single. day. When I look in the mirror now, I counter with: I am feminine. I am beautiful. I am strong. And strong is Sexy dammit! This pic should be on a freaking BILLBOARD in every downtown of every city in every country around the world. I LOVE this!!! Thanks Aisha Pitter-Young. You always find the most relevant shit! xo

150 lbs

Nuff said!

Addendum: Women love you no matter your size or weight. Big UPS for the community! <3