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Bad habit

I don’t smoke, but I suppose that’s the best way to describe this feeling, this undeniable urge I have..Knowing I should keep my hands off something, yet eagerly picking it up again exactly where it was left off. An intense craving to taste a piece of forbidden fruit..always posing so perfectly, and always within arm’s reach whenever the hunger strikes.  I never even realized how much I was attracted to pale skin men until very recently.  Then again, I suppose I always knew; however, for years, I tried my absolute best to ignore my roaming eyes and fluttering heart…despite the plain fact that the objects they seemed most drawn to were silky hair and light eyes..tan skin and slim noses…Never mind the fantasies I imagined involving wandering peach fingers; all I wanted to do was to forget the teasing thoughts ever existed..Oh, how easy it is to become desperate for another taste, then another..followed by ravenous bites into exhausting ecstasy, once that first sensuous kiss is ignited..How disappointing that the fantasies don’t bloom into wonderful ever-after’s similar to the way it is in scripted love stories..Perhaps one day soon I’ll be  free, able to break this bad habit of lusting after someone who doesn’t deserve all the sweet goodies I have to share..Perhaps, but not quite soon enough..4/17/12..iamlenise

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Iam ♥ Lenise

>>>>Eternal Twilight<<<<<
 
So…for a long time, I thought I was born into the wrong life.   A black girl growing up in a highly urbanized area who suddenly realized a few startling facts about herself…First off, I have a preference to dark, grudge rock…the hard guitar strums and screaming ballads just seem to call to me more than any other music I’ve ever heard…Second, the oddest of all, I woke up (seriously, I opened my eyes one morning) and knew that I had a sweet tooth for men that were of the lightest shade…WTF? Seriously,  what was I supposed to do with this one particularly inconvenient discovery?  My *real* life just won’t allow me to get tangled into an IR relationship…Well, I did what I supposed most would do in my situation.  I picked up a pen and started writing out every fantasy I had ever had that involved my idea of my knight sweeping me off my feet, thus Lenise Lee is born.  
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