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	Lets see i have green eyes short dark brown hair....ummmm.....i am a funny out going flirty person but faithful to the core as for things i like i could go on all night but its all good....want to know any thing else about me ask. as for other things (evil grinz) i can cook LOL yes i am a male and know how to cook, i can clean i can fix things and love to work with my hands....i down side is i am OCD so it means that if its not done my way i will work on it till i think its done right...thou its hard cause i a a subbmissive i pray the the Mistress i find allows me to cook and clean my way thou i obey the Mistress way thou a Mistress that give me a line rope will be most pleased with me

2/24/2008 2:29:37 PM

Man its been some time since ive been on update in my life i am moving out to the boondocks aka the middle of the country but other than that things around here are work work work sleep work some more then try and find time to get on here and eat so bear with me ill be around *smirks*

2/3/2008 3:19:52 PM

Okay the big day is here SuperBowl Sunday...sighs....tis sad cause i want to watch it but im not in the mood...LOL i know i know but i cant help it i am A.D.H.D....so im thinking if im bored dont want to watch the game...Hey why not come online and try and work on a poem or two maybe even work on the profile for Collarme and see if i cant figure out what life is and if i can find a Teacher and a Mentor and a Lover...smirks....Yes im talking about a Mistress and a person that can share the lifestyle with.....well guess its time to get my butt in gear and work on some thing...LOL ill write to ya'll later on Be well and Blessed be till then

2/2/2008 2:02:52 PM

Okay im not good with words normally but some times even i get a writers block any way was thinkin today is Saturday tomorrow is SUPERBOWL sunday.........YAY BABY....LOL i love this time of year and the 17th of this month is Daytona 500 and the Bud shootout hells bells

1/31/2008 1:52:49 PM

okay have not been on in some time and dont worry im not going to get all mushy or write more poems down.....or am i ???? Well its another day and the same old stuff work eat sleep....look for some one that cares and wants me. but hey i dont let it get me down tis the dawn of a new age for me but then again who knows what i will find hit me up love some one to talk too

1/27/2008 1:15:20 PM

Today is yet another day or is it ? Okay maybe not its sunday and there is chores to be done and things to wash. So i do my daliy stuff...yet in my heart and mind i think of her...She is my Mistress to come. she my not be here yet but that doesnt stop me for training myself for the tasks to come. I do what i must and keep my mind and heart open for the one day. The Day that my Mitress is found....(smiles).....i pray that day comes soon

1/24/2008 8:15:15 PM

Is it so hard that some one wishes to find Love and to be Loved? Is it to hard to find some one to serve and to love to do it ?

This is just my feelings and wish For the Mistress of my heart to come for me

How many times do I have to shed tears,
before you notice my pain?
How many hours do I have to spend away from you,
before you start to look for me?
How many pleading looks must fall from my eyes,
before you notice I need?
How many silent cries must ring from my lips,
before you turn your head?
How many more days of utter pain must I live,
before you reach out to me?
How many silent hours must pass,
before things get fixed between us?
How many falls must I take,
before you forgive me?
How many tales must I hear,
before you let me speak?
How many for nights must I spend wishing I could beg,
to be with you if you let me?
How many times must I step on the line,
before you reach out to me?
How many more lines must I type,
before you see that I still need you?
How many more lines must I type,
before you see that I can’t go on like this?
How many more… before you…

1/17/2008 11:12:21 PM

Okay its 2:10 am est and i had a epiphiany that thou i write poems....most of them are dark and depressing.....guess thats what happens when i think of the past...some think magic and ghost are not real. i ask all that read this to give me some feed back on this are they real or just another thing made up to entertain people ?

1/15/2008 2:26:48 PM

Read my tears
They are my words
The wordsof unhappiness
The words of unfullfillness
I feel so alone
There is no one here There is no
one surrounding me
My body is just lying
there…rotting
Yet inside I feel the tears forming
Reappearing before my mind
Yet no one can see them
It is so painful
It is destroying me
It is nothing but my blood
running out of my body
Making me die a slow…painful
death

1/13/2008 11:54:36 AM

i know that my last post was a little dark and sad but some times i get that way dont hold it againest me i am a great person its just that i get my feelings out by writing poems or short storys wel thanks for reading them and i would love to hear what others think of them

1/12/2008 11:50:26 PM

In the darkness,
no one can see your tears,
in the darkness,
no one can see your fears,
in the darkness,
there is no one to love you,
in the darkness,
there is only sorrow with you.

To seek and found a reason to be,
to hunt like a hound, your destiny to see.

Am i just a man to wonder the earth in search of a Love that is not to be found. or is it my luck that she has come and gone....it saddens me to think that the person for me is not to be found..I am to walk the earth with no one to share my joys with to just be a vessel of unhappiness and pain... the tears i cry are that of sorrow for the empty part where love should rest...can some one save me from this pain and replace it with love and joy.??????

My only love, once found, now lost,
for my cowardice, that was the cost.

Inside my heart, to pieces, I am shattered,
all those pieces, in darkness, now scattered.

1/11/2008 10:01:55 PM

I wish I could surrender my soul;
and shed these clothes that have become my skin
see the liar that burns deep within.
Deep within my needing.

I wish I could open the doors to my mind;
hold memories free from tears
help me understand my years,
I’m so cold from my fears.
I’m frozen.

But as I try to remember who I used to be;
I can only run and hide..
close my eyes and keep it all inside
a symphony of tears and rain..
Its more that just words…

its tears and pain.

please those of you that like poems or like to read them tell me what you think of this peice above i would love to get some feed back on it