#starry's thoughts

[blueforwellsy]

[shunrehihosumedha]

“I love lilies. Blue lilies but they are so hard to find…”

Were the words that he told me the moment I asked him what he adores the most. It took me a while to make his vision my reality and I am so happy how it turned out.

I know his admiration and love for Vincent Van Gogh, and how he collects every little piece that he finds that resonates with the artist. Because of his biased nature for Vincent’s aesthetics and of course his love for lilies, I crocheted Starry Night themed lily bouquet for him, with two sunflowers that resonates the moon and frame of the painting.

I know he will love this more than anything and I hope to make him smile just the way he will when see these flowers I made for him.

[mintyaquagreen1675]

Some Starry Stuff

[starry-eyes-love]

I wake and feel the deepest parts of me throb and ache to be touched.

For your fingers to touch that sweet spot inside me that I know will unravel me.

I bite my hand and hold back the waves that want to hit and slam hard into me.

It's both pleasure and pain, beautifully merging together so I don't know where one begins and the other ends.

I open my legs and in my mind I feel your fingers deep inside me, working their beautiful magic.

I feel the cosmic flow of energy within me building, where I am becoming one with the universe and all within it.

There is no such thing as just a flesh orgasm for me anymore. It's now soul deep where I become one with energy and you and energy is released within the stars in the sky.

No matter how high I take myself, I cannot tip and drink from the Universe's cup. Not until I am given you. Your voice.

My soul dances between shadow and light, needing release from my body and to fly into the arms of one. You.

"Master please," I plead to the darkness, feeling your breath at the nape of my neck.

My soul dances on the edge of what some would call insanity, full of need to be savagely taken. To be fully consumed.

Standing at the edge, waiting to fly straight into the arms of the person I love.

Straight into the arms of you...💙🐺

[starry-eyes-love]

💙✨

[starry-eyes-love]

Always live Life through passionate eyes...💙✨

[starry-eyes-love]

💙🐺

[starry-eyes-love]

The hunger is always there.

Hidden underneath the surface, like a slow flicker of a flame.

It's always creeping up on me when I least expect it.

In the grocery store aisles.

At work focusing on tasks.

Cleaning my house.

A low, slow flame burning. A slight deep pulse that aches to be touched.

You're doing something to me I didn't realize. Something I didn't think was possible.

My body betrays me, a mind of its own it seems.

Drip, ache, drip, ache; all to quiet fantasizes of you.

Your touch. Your smell. Your taste. The way you feel against my skin and inside me. And I wonder if your mind does the same?

I think you've awakened something in me, something ancient. Something I didn't think existed.

It's like how Mother Nature slowly awakens the Ancient forest.

My spring is coming...💙✨