Costello’s writing is frenetic, and it sweeps me up in its music-like crescendos. His poetic prose leaves me feeling ravaged when I’m through reading it.
It’s been a long time since I saw a poem on someone’s blog that made me feel such intense emotion. The last time was Indigo’s “Plate Spinning.” This poem, “The Journey,” begs re-reading, so I am sure I’ll be back to it again.
This what’s heating up my Kindle right now. I loved her first book, Diary of a Submissive, but this one is getting me all hot and bothered because I can see so many parallels between the kind of submission that works for her and the kind of D/s relationship that she wants. It’s sexy as hell, well-written, and funny. I find myself having to take breaks often to cool myself off, and there is plenty of inspiration to be found in her experiences and the self-reflection that comes of them.
I just love this image. So much is happening here, and it invites the viewer to stay awhile and lose herself in it, pondering, musing, and imagining.
This is such a powerfully sexy image. The hands gripping…the serpentine ring…the red nails.
I think the focus of this image is amazing. The crossed tree limbs in the front, clear and strong. The blurred couple in the back. There is a whole story in this photograph.
This one makes me feel a bit lusty, I have to be honest. The shadows, the darkness, the focus. I’ve come back to this one a few times. Mainly, I had to include it here, because a few weeks ago, when I would have included it, I didn’t manage to get my S.O.S.S. post done. I didn’t want to pass up sharing the photo, however, so I am including it here.