I Am A Statistic

April is Sexual Assault Awareness Month

I am a statistic

I am a number

you know

the numbers we brush away

under the counter

one of four

easy to ignore

but I’m here to say

we don’t go away

we are in every crowd

and we stand proud

we stand tall

we will not fall

we will advocate

we will NOT break

Yes, I am a statistic

I am a number

I am a beautiful strong dignified women

I am sexually aware, fulfilled, accepting and giving

I am NOT broken nor am I a victim

But I’ll be damned if I will turn a blind eye to crimes committed to others.

Sexual Violence Statistics

1 in 3 American women will be sexually abused during their lifetime. (George Mason University, Worldwide Sexual Assault Statistics, 2005)
1 in 4 women and 1 in 6 men will be sexually assaulted before the age of 18. (Finkelhor et al., 1990)
In 2002 247,730 people were raped/sexually assaulted in the US, according to a National Crime Victimization Survey (www.ncvc.org)
In 2002, 54% of rapes and sexual assaults were reported to the police (www.ncvc.org)
Every 2 minutes someone somewhere in America is sexually violated (www.rainn.org)

Inside Of Me


I just want you
inside of me
clearly my eyes
reflect my need

No sugar coating
no playing coy
just you and me
one girl one boy

I don’t want romance
I don’t need foreplay
I want you inside me
right now, this day

I don’t care about
any of the rest
I just want you pounding
deep into my flesh

So just in case
I skipped a little beat
do you understand
I want you

Inside Of Me

I want to kiss you

I want to kiss you!

kiss you

long and hard

I want
kiss you

soft and slow

I want
kiss you


the only thing
you will
ever know

I want
your breath

I want
tender lips

I want
your tongue
on mine

I want
kiss me

Look into my eyes

you know it's true

I really
kiss you!

Can’t Be Explained

The best things in life can’t be explained

how you feel when that someone special says your name

the touch of your child’s hand

your first concert to see your favorite band

the anticipation as the storm rolls in

finally catching up with a long-lost friend

the first snow fall of the year

the look of love in the one you hold dear

how you feel when you hear your favorite song

you want it to play on, and on, and on

the softness of baby’s skin

and how a giggle pulls you in

a connection only souls understand

how my toes feel wiggling in the sand

the first tug of beer after a long hard day

watching your favorite team play

No, the best things in life can’t be explained

they are different for everyone in every way

but sometimes you are lucky and sometimes you find

someone who can’t explain the same things you like




Will You Visit Me Tonight

When I close my eyes
and lay down my sleepy head
will you visit me tonight
here in my bed

I don’t want to be alone
I want to be with you
cuddle up close
our bodies spooned

but if you can’t
be here with me
please pay a visit
to my dreams

please whisper
sweet nothings into my ear
say lovely words
I need to hear

please take me gently
and take me slow
in my dreams
we have control

please stay with me
through the night
be with me
until morning light

tomorrow is
another day
but tonight
I need you to stay

Do You, Too?

Originally posted on The Migraine Chronicles:


Sometimes my heart stops beating

it just stops

I can’t breathe

you literally take my breath away

when I see your face

did you know that?

It’s insanity

what you do to me

I’m crazy


I wonder what I do to you

if you feel it too

when you look at me

does your heart beat

or does it stop

do I make your world rock

can you breath

when you see me

do you get goosebumps too

do you, like I do

and does your stomach twist and turn

does your heart yearn and burn

when someone says my name,

mine does for you, it’s a consent flame

I guess I’m just wondering if you feel it too

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It is not complicated
rather, it is easy
he and me

far too easy
some days
we both agree

I mean,

minus the distance
minus the time zone
minus the blips with the phones

it is uncomplicated
for he and I
the way we do things

is just right
it fits
and it is nice

analytically it doesn’t
make a bit of sense

most would say
we are out of our heads
we don’t care

what others say
we do things our own way
we do it goofy

we do it fun
we do it silly, corny, and young
we take today

for what it is
we are happy to have it
and all it is

it’s not complicated
for he and I
we’re just happy

and we know why

Not Your Cup Of Tea


And some people really like whiskey.

Originally posted on The Migraine Chronicles:


I am not your cup of tea


perfect indeed

I am more like a

shot of whiskey

smooth going down

then a burn in the belly

keeping you warm

on a winter’s night

wicked good

but with a little bite

stays nicely on the lips

for a little lick

a little taste

don’t waste

a single drop

a single drip

let me lick those lips

no, I’m not most folks

cup of tea

I much prefer whiskey

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Monday Night Musings


It is time to write
it is time to play
but my darling dear
is far away

I wonder if
I time it just right
I wonder if
he will feel me tonight

I wonder if he knows
he has planted this seed
and that is why
I am currently in need

so damned be
the distance
so damned be
the time

I take matters
into these
own hands
of mine

although it is him
that I see
although it is him
I feel inside of me

it is only my hands
doing the trick
but I really wish
it was his dick

so I am back
to writing of sex
because I guess
it’s what I do best

and my mind wanders
but settles on cock
because you all know
that I like it

a lot

Happy Weekend

Plagued with never ending headaches this week I find myself chasing white rabbits down rabbit holes.  Running late, getting nothing accomplished, feeling small or tall, and wondering “who am I”.  So the path I’ve chosen, for the weekend at least, is to lay low and rest my unthinking head.

I will leave with you links to just a few of my current blog obsessions, I have many more, but cannot possibly list all of them. Please check out these wonderful, and sexy blogs if you haven’t already :)

Have a wonderful weekend!  For those of you who celebrate Easter, Happy Easter and Gods Blessings to you and your family.



Purple’s Platitudes

finding a way back


Sea of Desire

Diary Incarnate

1 world up


The Bus Stop Blues

I Would Kiss You



Originally posted on The Migraine Chronicles:


I would kiss you in the snow

I would kiss you high

and low

I would kiss you here

or there

I would kiss you


I would kiss you

on a train

I would kiss you

on a plane

if this were a Dr. Seuss cartoon

I would kiss you on the moon

I would kiss you in a car

while we are driving far

do you get the message here?

I would kiss you anywhere

my dear

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Intimate Connection


Because I just like it more every time I read it :)

Originally posted on The Migraine Chronicles:


My new Duet partner is nottooold2 who likes to refer to himself as an “old dog”, I am sure he has a few tricks left in him.  Head over to his page Insecurely Confident and throw him a bone for working with me on this project.  Honestly I had a great time and cannot wait to get started on our next one.

While she sat across the table
she watched his eyes caress her face
she wondered what he was thinking
as her mind began to race

He knew she felt his gaze
for which he did not hide
a tidal swell of yearning
building deep inside

A gentle touch upon her cheek
memorizing every feature
what might she see in him
such a beautiful creature

She relaxed in the comfort of his eyes
a feeling she hadn’t known in a while
apprehensive yet willing
she tilted her head and softly smiled

To her…

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I told him
it is hard, what we do
he said
I don’t know what you refer to

being invisible
living in between shadows
of you and me

living in mobile phones
and computer screens

dodging bullets
and other things

never knowing if each word is the last
if we speak
too slow
or too fast

I said

this life is different from most
but I like it
I like the folks
that live in the shadows

that live in my screen
and the few
the far in between
who have gotten to know the real me

it’s a different life that we lead
when it is through words
that we bleed

He Knows How To Talk To Me


He knows how to talk to me
he keeps it real, honest, and sexy
he uses words that excite me
continually soiling my panties

He likes it when I tell him as much
that I am wet and I want his touch
he wants to hear what I do to myself
when I think of him and no one else

I like the way he sets me on fire
it comes in waves, this desire
crashing over my entirety
completely engulfing all of me

Yeah, he knows how to talk to me
my mind, my soul, my body
he knows to talk in such a way
to really make me want to stay

And The Truth Is

The truth is
sometimes I just don’t know

I just don’t understand
I simply don’t have
a clear comprehension
of who I am

I still get tripped up on
the little things
like feelings
and plans
and tomorrows

and sometimes even

but I’m really good with today
and most of the time
I now exactly what to say

but promises trip me up
because I can’t control everything

and no matter what you say
I’m not as strong
as I need to be
and you know what
sometimes I don’t even
feel like I’m pretty

I get much more easily
than anyone can ever tell
so then I stumble
and I fall
and I feel so small

so the truth is
I am just
a silly clumsy girl
trying to make it
in this great big stupid world

What My Grandmothers Taught Me


My Grandmothers, still the wisest women I’ve ever known.

Originally posted on The Migraine Chronicles:


count your Blessings not your crosses

count your gains not your losses

you are smarter than you know

you have beauty that doesn’t show

you are stronger than any of them

put your trust in the Lord not in men

love with everything that you’ve got

love hard, forever, and never give up

use words of kindness and of grace

stand tall with your body, smile with your face

how you treat others is how they’ll treat you

but always to your own self be true

your family is your blood keep them near

someday when you’re old you will need them, dear

wash your face every night

exercise and eat right

say “I Love You”, don’t hold back

tell the truth, use facts

find a job you enjoy

marry a wise boy

find time to read everyday

seek knowledge in every way

do not be afraid to fight for…

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Synchronicity Of Heart

with you

Something deep inside me
screaming out for you
mind and body burning
this feeling must be true

And deep inside of me
a fire I can’t put out
through the day, through the night
it’s your name alone I shout

Minutes turn to hours
hours turn to days
cacophony of passion
my mind is in a haze

My mind is whirling
spinning uncontrollably
don’t ever let it end
this feeling you give to me

We share this feeling dear
so naturally it flows
effortless and fluidly
our connection grows

Connection becoming stronger
by leaps and by bounds
feelings so much deeper
than I can wrap my mind around

It’s crazy when you think of it
miles and miles apart
two people intertwined by fate
synchronicity of heart

A Duet by- nottooold2 & bruisedbelly

Shall We Begin


Because even the weekends can be long.

Originally posted on The Migraine Chronicles:


Shall we begin?

I’ve missed you


I’ve been lonely

and hungry for you

touching myself

just doesn’t do

I need you

I want you

inside of me

I want you


pushing deep

I want your lips

on my neck

on my breasts

on my (gasp) oh…

shall we begin

oh, I’ve missed you so

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