Let’s spend the day in bed
Yeah, that’s what I said
Let’s lie down draw the shades
Ditch the plans we made
Rest your lovely bones
And just stay home
Turn off the telephone
Picnic on the sheets
Toss the dogs some treats
Rub each other’s feet
We’re not ashamed
Of a little lazy love
‘Til we’re through
I’m gonna spend the day in bed with youLet’s spend the day in bed
On our very own bed spread
A pajama holiday
Catch a black and white matinee
Spoon-feed these new daydreams
And just stay home
We’ll read Shel Silverstein
Where The Sidewalk Ends
Smile about old friends
Try to comprehend
One single day
No work and only play
Kick off your shoes
I’m gonna spend the day in bed with youWhen life’s a drag, we’ll get stoned on love
Stoned on love
Just stay home
We need a groove that’s all our own
And we’ll get stoned
Just stay home
We’ll get stoned on love
Stoned on love
Let’s spend the day in bed
Forget all that I said
We’ll eat your favorite pie
Ice cream on the side
Lie here a la mode
And just stay home
~ xo
It seems we have no control what so ever over our own hearts.
Condition can change without warning. Romance can make the heart pound
just like panic can. And panic can make it stop cold in your chest.
It’s no wonder doctors spend so much time to keep the heart stable, to
keep it slow, steady, regular to stop the heart from pounding out of
your chest from the dread of something terrible or the anticipation of
something else entirely.
~ Grey’s Anatomy
~ xo
I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced
I told you to be kind
In the morning I’ll be with you
Who will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind?
~ xo Vixen
It still makes me teary reading it…..
We’d become friends so many years ago. Always at different points in our lives. Him in a serious relationship. Me not. Him single. Me not. I got married. He got married. Time passes. He wasn’t supposed to mean as much to me as he did.
I wasn’t supposed to fall in love with him. Or him with me. We were both taken completely by surprise.
There’s no ‘trying’ to make it work. It. just. does. All my quirks… He has some too… Some (ok many!) of them the same. As he’s said to me- There’s going to be days we don’t get along as well as normal…it’s how we get through them that matters.
~ xo
Sleep has alluded me for weeks now. So much on my mind…so much to think about and work out…unaccustomed to sleeping alone…the demons which seem to haunt me in my dreams at night visit often…
In the early morning light I’ve finally been able to find that momentary peace of restful sleep with two of my favorite girlies, Annie and Grace….and him.
*Deeply sighing happily*
~ xo
Before I get inside you…
I’ll want a taste of you. It’s like the appetizer, getting you ready for what’s about to come. Besides you, that is. I love it when you let me go down on you. I really can’t tell you why. Maybe it’s the feeling of knowing that you’re getting absolutely nothing, but pleasure out of it. And that it’s me who’s giving it to you.The way you let me know I’m doing you right, is just so fucking hot. When you squeeze my head in between your legs so damn tightly. Fingers running through my hair, while you’re pushing my face against you as if I could get any closer than I already am. I can hear you panting so loud, it just tells me that I shouldn’t stop.Then there it is. You let me know that I should. Not with words, but with your body language. The moment your eyes roll back, thighs quiver, and your grip on me loosens. I know I got it out of you. And as I look back up at you with that huge grin on your face, trying to catch your breath, I know I accomplished my goal.
*several images from vi.sualize.us…but also…did you click???
That’s what you wanted, right?
OH. MY. GOD.
Um. YES. Yessss…. (sigh)







































