Robin Tranquil
Stories (4/0)
I Had to Burn the House Down
I Had to Burn the House Down You were torn down to rubble yet the foundations still remained…. you always knew me… but I allowed everything that had been built up in your life to be torn down to nothing …all the teachings of man All the traditions you were taught, all of the things you did because that is what you were “supposed to do”, I took it ALL away…ash and smoke and rubble remained…. desolation… and freedom, yes freedom….freedom to FAIL… freedom to live without expectations… freedom to learn for yourself what you truly believed, to find out for yourself WHY you believe what you believe… and discover truly MY TRUTH… FOR YOURSELF… THEN, as one by one you have exhausted every worldly and unbridled answer…, taken your freedom to extremes and truly learned that there there there is NO COMFORT THERE, there is NO fulfillment there… there is only pain and destruction… But, once you had been brought down to the ash and bone… the foundation remained under the rubble …little by little, you swept away the ash… you dug through the rubble… you found the foundation it was still intact… firm unbroken… stable… buildable… as you cleared the rubble from the firm stone beneath… you were able to start to build a new faith …a faith that did not come from anyone else a faith that did not come from anything taught by someone else… but a faith that was taught directly from Me …a faith that was so much stronger than anything you had ever had before …because it was not built with other people it was built with Me ONE ON ONE …ONE BRICK AT A TIME …one lesson at a time one precious stone at a time, placed perfectly in your life… just you and me… eye to eye, face-to-face I taught you the lessons that you could never have been learned with out first burning down the house you were in… I had to wipe away the old to bring about the new…
By Robin Tranquil3 years ago in Poets
Soul Mate
The sunlight trickles through the sheer curtain flowing with the morning breeze through the open window. The streams of light and the cool breeze wash over my body gently awakening mind and body… the crisp air teasing my bare nipples into tingling arousal. I begin to reluctantly stir, stretching my body out on the soft bed. I immediately feel the soreness in my tired muscles and I am reminded of the preceding night’s passion. Heat rushes between my thighs as flashbacks play like a movie screen though my mind. My body craving him yet again I reach for him. In longing disappointment my hand falls to the empty spot beside me… gone… ugh… right… I forgot he would be up before dawn for an early morning flight… business meeting in NYC… thank God for modern transportation… he will be back by evening… even that wait seems too long as the moments of ecstasy continue to tantalize my thoughts….
By Robin Tranquil3 years ago in Filthy
Soul Mate
SOUL MATE His passion is unmatchable…. He awakens every desire in my body sending flames through my skin with every touch… even touching his hand sends fire to my loins and I burn for him… I crave him… I contain myself day in and day out awaiting his next touch… our days are filled with flirtatious innuendos, enticing each other to succumb to our passion…
By Robin Tranquil3 years ago in Filthy