Can hear it in my voice.. crickle cr-ra-c-c-k.., Masterminds got something for me. Always ³ steps ahead.. Before he hears my voice. He already knows.. for he’s in my head. Yep, no doubt. Figured this out days ago.. Poppy already knew. Had a feeling when the last letter I wrote arrived in a BLUE velum envelope; addressed from restless wind.. Not a sin to withdraw.. introvertly • curtly • could careless.. about today.. or taking care of any serious business. “Oh you think not?” he says back to me.. Poppy was ready for this baby.. Thank you Lord↑ Once again.. You and Poppy got me. Time and time AGAIN…
Got a remedy for you. However, what your feeling inside.. for now, must be pushed aside. Looks can be deceiving.. Yes, this is very true. Even when in deep despair, sparkling tears soon appear. Wisping away that unforeseen monsoon. Mother-nature taking over bringing flawless clarity to tonight’s starlit sky.. Like fine wine.. Full body. Keeps pleasing.. A sweet teaser to the eye. Shh… that’s the Masterminds wife.
Immediately I put my high heels on! I say I’m slightly nervous.. with out him next to me.. my personal homeland security.. BREACH!
Hold on.. Mastermind has not gone far.. He is still right here in my mind & ♥ & back to me he says… “Feel me. Breathe me. I’m right here baby..You can do this! You don’t even need me. I see you little mama.. Put your high heels on. I want to hear you walk. CLICK CLACK CLICK CLACK! Little Mama comin’ for you.. HUSH you got that! Not even knowing eight oh fives been secretly under attack. So, get them high heels on!”
Poppy, even if it’s 2am in the morning??? I’m just getting ready for bed.. brushing my brunette curly head. Thinking about me & you.. Laughing and giggling singing along ² all our sexhilarating songs.. we used to.. ooh & ah too.. Oh am I ever in the moment.. feeling kind of damp. Bout to press print & grab a postage stamp..
Three thirty-three I turn down my one thousand thread count premium satin sheets.. slip into my deep ruby silk gown.. Flowing from the ocean breeze. High Beams. High slit. High enough to easily slide a finger up through two thighs anxiously pulsating at my very sight.. Glowing from the climax building within.. Mmmm Mastermind..
CLICK CLACK CLICK CLACK
Jewels making quite an entrance. Heavy in weight. Lifting me high. Able to breathe. Take for the sky. Flawlessly beaming with gleam from my light. I’m beginning to drift. High heels on.. In bed.. ALL alone.. Meet you in my dreams. Ready for a pillow fight of your life! Come on.., I got these high heels on! Born ready.. Stay ready. For the long haul. How do you say..? Marathon. Most definitely not a sprint. Not yet feeling the effect from severe shin splints. Feeling like a fairy princess in my creme de la creme Jimmy Choo high-heeled designer shoes.. got me all ready for this stint. In my dreams tonight. I feel you slip them off.. Time Bent.
“I see you little mama. My shining star. Shine baby SHINE. Show them what you working with”.. Thank you Mastermind. I’m here. Shining down. Shining around. Bright as sunlight. Can you feel me? Can you feel me? Rays extra high right now.. Shining strong. Energy and Love shining light extra bright right now. Got my aviator shades & my sky-high stiletto heels on.. right now.. Confidence is peaking. My walk. Statement enough to call a public speaking. Event. UN-Preventative. I think YES. This is all apart of my personal conquest. Like Paula says RUSH RUSH. Hold Card discreetly says HUSH HUSH. I’m not dimming my light right now..Silently taking it all in right now.. Finally.. out the dark.. I am able to breathe.. right now. A pure representation of the four C’s right now. Precise Brilliance of the letter IF Z right now..