Lost and found

Corsets and sheath dresses slit to the thigh and knee-high boots...oh my!

Yes, I am weak for this woman in black...and it suprises me to a certain extent...but not that much.

It's like this: my energy expenditure appears to be a bit excessive at the moment, so I will sit up straighter and sink my weight into my heels and seat bones and squeeze with my legs and fingers and ask this head-tossing heart of mine to chill..to give over to calm for a spell, cos there will be time once the madness subsides, and space is a good thing when you do not know what else you can give. We'll move together, my heart and I, in a beautiful frame, "on the bit"....and what will happen, will happen, and what won't happen won't...which is not to say I am losing interest- quite the opposite...but I have to try a new approach. Gentle, yet focused.....but not obtrusive....in the end I have to be true, cos it's just who I am.....a sap/hopeless romantic....yup. Sad but true.

I have a fuck of a lot to learn.

what else is new?

she is very beautiful, and complicated.....for now I keep my eyes open and my reins snug.