©Salacious Musings of a Mason-Dixon Belle
You and I were friends from outer space
Afraid to let go
The only two who understood this place
And as far as we know
We were way before our time
As bold as we were blind
Just another perfect mistake
Another bridge to take on the way to letting go
We were stars up in the sunlight sky
That no one else could see
Neither of us thought to ever ask why
It wasn’t meant to be
Maybe we were way too high to ever understood
Baby, we were victoms of all
All the foolish plans
We begin to divide
But this ain’t goodbye
This is just where the love goes
When words aren’t warm enough 
To keep away the cold
Oh, no, this ain’t goodbye
It’s not where our story ends
But I know you can’t be mine
Not the way you’ve always been.  
~TRAIN

You and I were friends from outer space

Afraid to let go

The only two who understood this place

And as far as we know

We were way before our time

As bold as we were blind

Just another perfect mistake

Another bridge to take on the way to letting go

We were stars up in the sunlight sky

That no one else could see

Neither of us thought to ever ask why

It wasn’t meant to be

Maybe we were way too high to ever understood

Baby, we were victoms of all

All the foolish plans

We begin to divide

But this ain’t goodbye

This is just where the love goes

When words aren’t warm enough 

To keep away the cold

Oh, no, this ain’t goodbye

It’s not where our story ends

But I know you can’t be mine

Not the way you’ve always been.  

~TRAIN

I can’t keep my fingers from tracing my pussy lately
Especially when I close my eyes and remember
I enjoy the feelings it causes
The emotions it inspires
The song it creates within me
But I still long for your touch when I open my eyes
Sitting in the passenger seat of the car
Your hands lightly tracing my thighs
Trying to focus my mind and thoughts on the sights as they fly by at 65MPH
Biting my lip and closing my eyes as I give into the sizzling song building deep within my soul 
With a sigh of surrender, I spread my legs and moan my song of need into the air conditioned car
Looking over at you, I watch your small smile as you feel my pussy try to hold you inside
But you don’t stay for long
You slide around my clit and lips like my body were your guitar 
And cause the song in me to crescendo and diminuendo at your will
I pant and move against you
Trying to will you to continue the song to blastissimo
But no you are steady and completely sure of your song and instrument
Until, with a small smile you completely remove your fingertips from my body
Startled by the sudden departure I groan as I look over to you through lids half closed with passion
I focus just in time to notice you smile and suck my salty sweet taste from your fingers and smile
The song is something that you can hear in the air but now you can taste the improvisational composition you made across my body
Pleased with your new composition you reach out and grasp my hand and with a bit of pride you smile tenderly at me
"I love how you respond to me.  Oh, and we’re here."
Sotto Voce…I whisper
"fuck"
~ ©2012 Salacious Musings ~

I can’t keep my fingers from tracing my pussy lately

Especially when I close my eyes and remember

I enjoy the feelings it causes

The emotions it inspires

The song it creates within me

But I still long for your touch when I open my eyes

Sitting in the passenger seat of the car

Your hands lightly tracing my thighs

Trying to focus my mind and thoughts on the sights as they fly by at 65MPH

Biting my lip and closing my eyes as I give into the sizzling song building deep within my soul 

With a sigh of surrender, I spread my legs and moan my song of need into the air conditioned car

Looking over at you, I watch your small smile as you feel my pussy try to hold you inside

But you don’t stay for long

You slide around my clit and lips like my body were your guitar 

And cause the song in me to crescendo and diminuendo at your will

I pant and move against you

Trying to will you to continue the song to blastissimo

But no you are steady and completely sure of your song and instrument

Until, with a small smile you completely remove your fingertips from my body

Startled by the sudden departure I groan as I look over to you through lids half closed with passion

I focus just in time to notice you smile and suck my salty sweet taste from your fingers and smile

The song is something that you can hear in the air but now you can taste the improvisational composition you made across my body

Pleased with your new composition you reach out and grasp my hand and with a bit of pride you smile tenderly at me

"I love how you respond to me.  Oh, and we’re here."

Sotto Voce…I whisper

"fuck"

©2012 Salacious Musings ~

"somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
any experience,your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near
your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose
or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully ,suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;
nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility:whose texture
compels me with the color of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing
(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands”
~e.e. cummings

"somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond

any experience,your eyes have their silence:

in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,

or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look easily will unclose me

though i have closed myself as fingers,

you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens

(touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose

or if your wish be to close me, i and

my life will shut very beautifully ,suddenly,

as when the heart of this flower imagines

the snow carefully everywhere descending;

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals

the power of your intense fragility:whose texture

compels me with the color of its countries,

rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes

and opens;only something in me understands

the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)

nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands”

~e.e. cummings

Hello Again…

Contrary to popular belief, I have not died or suddenly and inexplicably dropped off the face of the earth.  The fact is, I have had much to sort out and settle in my brain and this caused a serious writer’s block within me.  It has also caused me to look at the Tumblr feed more of a source of pain than pleasure.  

Now, thanks to some special persons who have been working to heal me and bring me back and help me to find my own divinity, I am back and ready to write again.  I have much to say and write about and this lyrical artist needs to put it out into the world and the exhibitionist in me needs for people to see it.  

So, here I shall return, so that the world can look up my skirts to see what they find.  To those who have missed me and has expressed concern and have reached out to me and all of the other wonderful things that this community has done, thank you.  

To my love who let me lean on him for strength and taught me to look to myself for my own divinity: I thank you and I am again finding my strut again slowly.  

To my beautiful one who reached out with all the love and beauty she could muster to help me heal and find myself again: I will forever find you beautiful and strong and radiant, I am starting to heal finally.  

To the world at large:

it takes more than that to take me down.

i’m rising, like a phoenix from the ashes

with wings not yet fully formed

still covered with singed pieces of fluff from the firestorm

unsure where i may fly

unsure where the wind will take me

with a gait not yet sure

with eyes still blurry from trauma

BUT

i am rising from the ashes left around me

i am rising from this fucked up firestorm that dared to call me frail

and I am stronger and ready to blaze

©2012 Salacious Musings ~

To my ever so missed, beyond beautiful, so wonderful, and never to be equaled “Little One”:

This is how I imagine you at times listening to the music I give you 
After first listening with your ears 
Moving with the beats that force your body to move in rhythm
I giggle as I pick the music for you and imagine you dancing
Eyes closed as you hear it with your ears and soul now
Listening for the messages I send
Feeling the tones I pick to sooth and comfort you
Now becoming one with the music
Listening with your ears, soul and body now
Straining to feel each note in every cell
And feeling each one as if it were my tongue trailing across your nipples instead of the notes of the song.  
I lean back and copy the movements and imagine your body responding to the notes I send you
…and to my touch.  

~ ©2012 Salacious Musings ~

To my ever so missed, beyond beautiful, so wonderful, and never to be equaled “Little One”:

This is how I imagine you at times listening to the music I give you 

After first listening with your ears 

Moving with the beats that force your body to move in rhythm

I giggle as I pick the music for you and imagine you dancing

Eyes closed as you hear it with your ears and soul now

Listening for the messages I send

Feeling the tones I pick to sooth and comfort you

Now becoming one with the music

Listening with your ears, soul and body now

Straining to feel each note in every cell

And feeling each one as if it were my tongue trailing across your nipples instead of the notes of the song.  

I lean back and copy the movements and imagine your body responding to the notes I send you

…and to my touch.  

©2012 Salacious Musings ~

No poetry or prose today my friends.  I promise to write again soon.  Today, I must post something that will help bring a smile to faces I hope.  
I was reminded by a special person, that today is an important day and I intend to celebrate it to the fullest.  So, the panties came off today and I encourage every person to do the same.  

~S.M.

No poetry or prose today my friends.  I promise to write again soon.  Today, I must post something that will help bring a smile to faces I hope.  

I was reminded by a special person, that today is an important day and I intend to celebrate it to the fullest.  So, the panties came off today and I encourage every person to do the same.  

~S.M.

“I’m in here.
Can anybody see me?Can anybody help?I’m in here,A prisoner of history.Can anybody help?Can you hear my call? Are you coming to get me now?I’ve been waiting for you to come rescue meI need you to hold all of the sadness I can not…Live with inside of meI’m in here.I’m trying to tell you something.Can anybody help?I’m in here.I’m calling out but you cant hear.Can anybody help?Can you hear my call? Are you coming to get me now?I’ve been waiting for you to come rescue me.I need you to hold, all of the sadness I can not…Live with inside of me.I’m crying out.I’m backing down.I am feeling it all.Stuck inside these walls, tell me there is hope for me.Is anybody out there listening?Can you hear my call? Are you coming to get me now?I’ve been waiting for you to come rescue me.I need you to hold, all of the sadness I can not…Live with inside of meCan you hear my call? Are you coming to get me now?I’ve been waiting for you to come rescue me.I need you to hold, all of the sadness I can not…Live with inside of me.I’m in here.Can anybody hear me?Can anybody help?”
~SIA

I’m in here.

Can anybody see me?
Can anybody help?

I’m in here,
A prisoner of history.
Can anybody help?

Can you hear my call? Are you coming to get me now?
I’ve been waiting for you to come rescue me
I need you to hold all of the sadness I can not…
Live with inside of me

I’m in here.
I’m trying to tell you something.
Can anybody help?

I’m in here.
I’m calling out but you cant hear.
Can anybody help?

Can you hear my call? Are you coming to get me now?
I’ve been waiting for you to come rescue me.
I need you to hold, all of the sadness I can not…
Live with inside of me.

I’m crying out.
I’m backing down.
I am feeling it all.
Stuck inside these walls, tell me there is hope for me.
Is anybody out there listening?

Can you hear my call? Are you coming to get me now?
I’ve been waiting for you to come rescue me.
I need you to hold, all of the sadness I can not…
Live with inside of me


Can you hear my call? Are you coming to get me now?
I’ve been waiting for you to come rescue me.
I need you to hold, all of the sadness I can not…
Live with inside of me.


I’m in here.
Can anybody hear me?
Can anybody help?”

~SIA

I am doing this for me
removing my mask
being selfish
taking care of myself
taking charge
searching my soul for my own divinity
and finding it in the sway of my walk
and the light southern drawl of my voice
finding it in the way I smile
and the swish of satin against my skin
i have belonged to someone for too long
now i choose to belong to me
so
I am removing my mask
I am choosing to lay it down
Because I am already the beautiful diva I was searching for all along. 


~ ©2012 Salacious Musings ~

I am doing this for me

removing my mask

being selfish

taking care of myself

taking charge

searching my soul for my own divinity

and finding it in the sway of my walk

and the light southern drawl of my voice

finding it in the way I smile

and the swish of satin against my skin

i have belonged to someone for too long

now i choose to belong to me

so

I am removing my mask

I am choosing to lay it down

Because I am already the beautiful diva I was searching for all along. 

©2012 Salacious Musings ~

I like you.  Do you like me?  Check yes or no.

I remember when I was a little girl and it was so much easier to to put my heart on the line and know for certain if what I felt were returned.  
Now, I take one step forward and two back on the road to knowing for sure.  
Do something for me please.  
When I see you, 
When you see me, 
Take me in your arms and heal me.  
Tell me that I am the most lovely person in your world at this moment in time. 
Tell me that you have no desire to send me back with a million pieces of my heart in the red carry on bag that I brought with me. 
Tell me that in this moment, 
     i am beautiful
     i am wanted
     i am needed
     i am yours
     and you are mine. 
And as we continue on our journey
     that you will still want me when the morning light streams through the window of our room
     that you will still want my head on your chest at night
     that you will still long to trace my curls with your fingertips
     that you will still reach for me. 
Unwrap me, kiss me deeply, make love to me, and take good care of my fragile heart.  I am giving it to you again to hold. 
Please, check yes.  



~ ©2012 Salacious Musings ~

I like you.  Do you like me?  Check yes or no.

I remember when I was a little girl and it was so much easier to to put my heart on the line and know for certain if what I felt were returned.  

Now, I take one step forward and two back on the road to knowing for sure.  

Do something for me please.  

When I see you, 

When you see me, 

Take me in your arms and heal me.  

Tell me that I am the most lovely person in your world at this moment in time. 

Tell me that you have no desire to send me back with a million pieces of my heart in the red carry on bag that I brought with me. 

Tell me that in this moment, 

     i am beautiful

     i am wanted

     i am needed

     i am yours

     and you are mine. 

And as we continue on our journey

     that you will still want me when the morning light streams through the window of our room

     that you will still want my head on your chest at night

     that you will still long to trace my curls with your fingertips

     that you will still reach for me. 

Unwrap me, kiss me deeply, make love to me, and take good care of my fragile heart.  I am giving it to you again to hold. 

Please, check yes.  

©2012 Salacious Musings ~

"If you are not feeling well, if you have not slept, chocolate will revive you. But you have no chocolate! I think of that again and again! My dear, how will you ever manage?" 
~Marquise de Sévigné
Lover, 
I can think of a million ways to sooth my body and soul.  Your tongue against my skin and chocolate on my tongue.  Drizzle dark chocolate on my skin, my love, and lick your way to heaven and me to nirvana.
~Yours
~ ©2012 Salacious Musings ~


wolfdancer:

Drizzle

"If you are not feeling well, if you have not slept, chocolate will revive you. But you have no chocolate! I think of that again and again! My dear, how will you ever manage?"

~Marquise de Sévigné

Lover, 

I can think of a million ways to sooth my body and soul.  Your tongue against my skin and chocolate on my tongue.  Drizzle dark chocolate on my skin, my love, and lick your way to heaven and me to nirvana.

~Yours

©2012 Salacious Musings ~


wolfdancer:

Drizzle