MUSINGS FROM AN EROTIC PAGE OF THE PRIVATE JOURNAL DATED SEPTEMBER 2011...

A erotic page from the private journal dated September 2011 with an erotic poem included at the end and something from HIM.

Can you hear the lights in my heart? Thinking of you turns them brighter...but the lights are never turned out. Thinking of how easily you turn "orgasm" into art...

I love this part of the quote from the true Valentine: "For those dear lips shot through my heart, and thro' my bleeding vitals, delicious poison, and an avoidless but yet a charming ruin." I recalled it while I was day dreaming of you most of the day and that's because you're MIA again. That's what I call it when you're so busy that you can think of nothing but work, work, work.

I'd love to be the fly on the wall to see your face when I text you that I'm sneaking up and whispering in your ear all the things I like to do if I really were there...then kissing you and running away. Does it turn you on the way it does me when you are playful and txt you're sneaking up on me and then...

I love it when the cell phone in your pocket calls me because it has been bouncing and excited it hits redial ... and you know there's no such thing as accidents and coincidences. I love it!

If I had a spy camera, I'd place it in your office so I could see your smile when I text message that I have come to your office and I am sitting on your desk and doing all sorts of naughty things I know you love and that get you hot.

  

There you are, sitting at your desk, your computer in front of you and some printed work at the side. You're looking at your computer, but the camera makes it appear you look directly into the lens and you are reading words (let's say from an email  I sent to you earlier). As you continue to read, you become overwhelmed by the words—there's a slight twitch, a smirk, a straightening of your back, a desperate breath in—and you struggle to continue reading the words on your computer screen.

The camera picks up something so that any viewer might realize there is more to this reading scene than it first seems. The viewer hears a slight slurping sound in the background...then a humming interrupted by moans. It is unmistakable to any and all viewers that what they hear before the camera fades to black is your orgasm. The viewer just never sees what—who—produced it...is there someone under your desk...is it the words on your computer screen that produce a paroxysm of pleasure.

Gadz! Why the xxxx are you so far away?! Thank G-d for us refusing to stop communicating and assume things will fall into some undefined, some invisible, probably some fake line like people "getting their ducks in a row". Thank G-d we talk and listen and share and trust.

I want you...the want is driving me crazy...crazy...crazy for you. When you get here I want you to eff me so hard, sink so deep inside of me, that I'll never be able to work you out from under my skin...NEVER!

I'm putting something in my journal...something I wrote months ago...something I'm thinking is better published and copyrighted under Mona's name...something just for you.

©Her Favorite Things

Mona Arizona, 2011

  

her favorite things, her favorite

toys, her favorite positions, her

favorite looks, her favorite acts,

her favorite flavors, her favorite

ways to savor the moment, to

make it last seemingly forever.

her favorite things she liked to share

with him when he came

over to her house they

lost track of time as

they explored her

favorite things,

the things he did

to her, the way he felt

on top of her, the way he

felt underneath her as she

rode him – one of her

favorite things, one of

her favorite places, her

favorite spot to watch his

face as he got closer and closer,

her hands resting on his chest as

she leans over and he sees her

favorite things dangling and

he reaches up and cups them

with his hands and her favorite

things feel comfortable in his hands

but she dismounts and moves to the

edge of the bed on her knees, her ass

looking at him temptingly, her favorite

things being him inside of her in various

positions, in various places.

her favorite things were his favorite things and

together they shared the riches between themselves

and discovered how to contrast and compare their

favorite things when it came to the bedroom and

coming and not going but staying and showing,

cuddling and eventually maybe even shoring,

showering with him was one of her favorite

things of all time the way his hands washed

her body and they moved under the water

as if it was raining and they were in the

jungle doing one of her favorite things -

kissing like it was the last kiss and you

knew it was the last kiss so you should

make the best of it and not try to flip

out, just enjoy her favorite things, his

lips, his hips, his thrust, his nature, his

ability to nurture then fuck then nurture

again at a moment’s notice was one of her

all time favorite things or maybe it was just

him altogether that was one of her favorite

things to come undone and remember how

to love, remember how to repeatedly come.

her favorite thing was to sing to him or go

to him at work and let him know how much

she thought him out of all the other humans on the

planet and the way he reacted to her touch was one

of her fun favorite things and the way he picked her

up and carried her across the room effortlessly, that

was definitely one of her favorite things. and that thing

he did with his tongue and his fingers at the same time,

that one thing that drove her wild – that was one of her

favorite things.

You totally cracked me up last year when you sent the following to me...I don't know why I keep coming back to it, but I do.

The Sicilian Corkscrew

Here's a great hand technique that will drive your woman wild.

Here's What You Need: Just the two of you.

Here's How You Do It:

Get your woman naked. Have her lie on her back with her knees bent and her legs open wide.

Sit "Indian-style" between your woman's legs.

Cross the index and middle fingers of one of your hands (you know, the traditional "keep your fingers crossed" gesture).

Slowly insert your crossed fingers into your woman's vagina. As you do this, rotate your forearm back and forth. Insert your fingers deep enough so that your thumb is now brushing her clitoris from side to side as your forearm rotates.

Continue until you pop your woman's cork.

You want to pop my cork again this October?

©Mimi Wolske, September 2011

All Rights Reserved

MUSINGS - NOT PREVIOUSLY PUBLISHED--DIARY ENTRY DATED NOVEMBER 2010

How time flies and after all these years, I found this unsent letter (and others...some left unfinished) with some unsent poems...all to you and for you.

Darling...

Your kisses confound my senses and leave me dizzy and unsure of where I am; they have me breathlessly reaching for you, my harbor.  My eyelids squeeze shut and there's only the blackness of the chasm, the void.  Searching fingers seek purchase in your hair.  If this is a dream, I don't want to awaken.  My lifeline in this turbulent sea of our lusty love is your hand holding mine, our fingers intertwined.

I do not create neologisms...unless ohmygod! counts; but I wonder how many women before me had the same prayer is the throes of heated passion?  Besides your monosyllabic name, ohmygod! is the only other word I cry out as you make me yours.

I loved the look you continually gave me that one evenings as you sat in a chair by the window in our Vegas suite and talked to someone on facebook while I dried my hair after our shower.  Impatient, your sigh spoke volumes and so I set aside my brush and met your gaze with my own. How you made me giggle when you set aside you computer and came to bed demanding satisfaction. Your guttural moan of pleasure moments later also spoke volumes.

Remember when we first began talking and I said I wanted you to bite me...not draw blood.  You argued that nibbles were better.  I countered with animal bites of lust.  Then, that first night I said, "Do you know what I want?"  "No. What?"  "Bite my neck." " Ohhh, I can do that!"  I squealed with passionate joy when you rolled me over, rode me prone to the bed, and, like a wolf, grabbed hold of the side of my neck from the behind me, growled, and...

I am wet just remembering and sharing that memory in my diary. Now I have to go find my toys and wait for you to call.

© Mimi Wolske, November, 2010

All Rights Reserved

POETRY - EROTIC / ROMANTIC: LOVE NEVER DIES

An erotic love letter—poem—never before published from the journal of Mimi...

LOVE NEVER DIES

© Mimi Wolske, March 2010

All Rights Reserved

When your eager mouth descended,

it was like lightning charged through me

with a kiss igniting passion,

fingers touched my blood and it boiled

for the want of you inside me.

You pressed against my breast and the

erotic, sensuous prodigy

of you penetrated all of

me, from my roots to finger tips.

There is no knowledge in the throes,

only you, only me, you, me,

me, you, us; our desire blending,

mixing; flowing love from in us,

all around us, like the golden

secret caves you that you thrust into.

When you looked at me, my whole world

blew wide open before it came

back together, and I knew I'd

do anything you wanted...all

you had to do was just ask me.

When you turned me to lie prone,

when you mounted me like a wolf

and growled as you bit my neck, the

earth spun and tossed me into the

abyss while you still embraced me.

How could I know what it meant to

burn for someone until I met

you, until your love burned in me?

This was going to be a letter.

I couldn't share a letter.

I don't want to share you ever;

but, dammit, I know I have to.

Yes, I'm selfish...there. I said it.

But you've always known I want you,

Only you; only me;...just us.

G-d! I want to cry out your name!

I want everyone to know and

no one to know except for us.

I want to keep us a secret

for as long as our love survives.

MUSINGS: BET YOU CAN'T BEAT MY PICKS FOR OSCARS...WANNA TRY YOUR LUCK?

The 86th Annual Oscar Awards Will Be Shown On March 2, 2014 — Host: Ellen DeGeneres

Hey…here’s your opportunity to display your cinephile expertise…can you beat my guesses? in the COMMENT box, type the number and then your choice 

i think it will be fun because i am totally not into going to the movies but this year i saw more than i have ever seen previously…and that’s the truth—C’MON…YOU CAN BEAT ME

1.  BEST PICTURE

• 12 Years a Slave — i just have to say the winner is most likely going to be"12 Years a Slave"....before i saw this film, i would have said "Captain Phillips" or maybe "Her"...but then, i also liked "All Is Lost" and it wasn't even nominated, sooo i could be totally wrong with this pick
• American Hustle
• Captain Phillips
• Dallas Buyers Club
• Gravity
• Her
• Nebraska
• Philomena
• The Wolf of Wall Street

2.  ACTOR

• Christian Bale (American Hustle)
• Bruce Dern (Nebraska)
• Leonardo DiCaprio (Wolf of Wall Street)
• Chiwetel Ejiofor (12 Years a Slave)
• Matthew McConaughey (Dallas Buyers Club)— i'm going to say the winner's going to be Matthew McConaughey right? right? right!

3.  ACTRESS

• Amy Adams (American Hustle)
• Cate Blanchett (Blue Jasmine)— i just have to pick Cate Blanchett as the winner...After winning every prize leading up to the Oscars, i can't believe academy will shun her just because of headlines about Woody Allen
• Sandra Bullock (Gravity)
• Judi Dench (Philomena)
• Meryl Streep (August: Osage County)

4.  SUPPORTING ACTOR

• Barkhad Abdi (Captain Phillips)
• Bradley Cooper (American Hustle)
• Michael Fassbender (12 Years a Slave)
• Jonah Hill (Wolf of Wall Street)
• Jared Leto (Dallas Buyers Club)— i think i'm going to surprise you all and say the winner will be Jared Leto 

5.  SUPPORTING ACTRESS

• Jennifer Lawrence (American Hustle)
• Lupita Nyong'o (12 Years a Slave)— another surprise from me...maybe...but i just have to go with Lupita Nyong’o as the winner in this category...i just believe she’s really deserving
• Julia Roberts (August: Osage County)
• June Squibb (Nebraska)
• Sally Hawkins (Blue Jasmine)

6.  DIRECTOR

• Martin Scorsese (The Wolf of Wall Street)
• David O. Russell (American Hustle)
• Alfonso Cuarón (Gravity)— i think the winner will beAlfonso Cuarón for "Gravity"
• Alexander Payne (Nebraska)
• Steve McQueen (12 Years a Slave) 

7.  BEST ADAPTED SCREENPLAY

• John Ridley (12 Years a Slave)— i have no idea, but i guess the winner could be “12 Years a Slave”
• Julie Delpy, Ethan Hawke & Richard Linklater (Before Midnight
)
• Terence Winter (The Wolf of Wall Street)
• Billy Ray (Captain Phillips)
• Steve Coogan and Jeff Pope (Philomena)

8.  BEST ORIGINAL SCREENPLAY

• David O. Russell and Eric Singer (American Hustle)— this one's hard...really hard, but i think the academy will decide the winner will be "American Hustle" even though its major challenge in this category is going to come from "Her" (which is a beautiful robot-human Love-Story type of love story— well, okay, a beautiful OS-human and i'm a sucker for a tear-jerker romance...aren't you?); however, i just believe it isn't counterintuitive for the voters to love "Hustle" enough to reward it with the most nominations (along with "Gravity") and then shut it out completely—but, i could be wrong...i hope i'm wrong...but, who knows; right? maybe it could be a tie?
• Bob Nelson (Nebraska)
• Spike Jonze (Her)
• Craig Borten & Melisa Wallack (Dallas Buyers Club)
• Woody Allen (Blue Jasmine)

  9.  BEST FOREIGN FILM

• Denmark, The Hunt
• Belgium, The Broken Circle Breakdown
• Italy, The Great Beauty—i only saw 2 of the nominated films but the winner has to be "The Great Beauty” i mean, it is really good and it did get a Golden Globe win — i like how it seemed to be in the fashion of a Fellini film, too
• Palestine, Omar
• Cambodia, The Missing Picture

10. BEST ANIMATED FEATURE

• The Wind Rises
• Frozen— well, since i didn't see Ernest & Celestine or The Wind Rises, from what i did see i think “Frozen" will be the winner
• Despicable Me 2
• The Croods
• Ernest & Celestine

11. BEST ORIGINAL SONG

• "Alone Yet Not Alone" (Alone Yet Not Alone)
• "Happy" (Despicable Me 2)
• "Let It Go" (Frozen)— this is really a guess but i will choose "Let It Go" as the winner because, well, there isn’t a sing-along version of “Mandela,” is there?
• "The Moon Song" (Her)
• "Ordinary Love" (Mandela: Long Walk to Freedom)

12. BEST ORIGINAL SCORE

• John Williams (The Book Thief)
• Steven Price (Gravity)— when they say music adds a lot to a movie, it's true and "Gravity"'s musical score was prominant...just plain excellent, sooo, i would give Stephen Price a well-deserved Oscar
• Alexandre Desplat (Philomena)
• Thomas Newman (Saving Mr. Banks)
• William Butler and Owen Pallett (Her)

13. BEST CINEMATOGRAPHY

• Philippe Le Sourd (The Grandmaster)
• Emmanuel Lubezki (Gravity)— all you cinephiles can rejoice...i think "Gravity" is gonna walk away with Oscar for the kind of computer-generated spectacle that probably (MOST SURELY) angered all purists voting this category
• Bruno Delbonnel (Inside Llewyn Davis)
• Roger Deakins (Prisoners)
• Phedon Papamichael (Nebraska)

14. COSTUME DESIGN

• American Hustle
• The Grandmaster
• The Great Gatsby—OMG! how could the winner not be “Gatsby” with all that flash and fabric ?
• The Invisible Woman
• 12 Years A Slave

15. PRODUCTION DESIGN

• American Hustle
• Gravity
• The Great Gatsby—like i used to do when my daddy would take us to the Kentucky Derby when we were young and i'd pick the winner based on just a hunch, i'm choosing the winner for an Oscar the same way and picking Catherine Martin -- just for the razzle-dazzle of Gatsby
• Her
• 12 Years a Slave

16. VISUAL EFFECTS

• Gravity— i really liked The Lone Ranger, BUT, wow...i really think "GRAVITY" had such seamless effects how could any other movie win against it? sooo, the winner will be “Gravity"
• The Hobbit: The Desolation of Smaug
• Iron Man 3
• The Lone Ranger
• Star Trek Into Darkness

17. ANIMATED SHORT FILM

• Feral
• Get a Horse!— well, DUH! why wouldn't i choose "Get A Horse" as the winner?
• Mr. Hublot
• Possessions
• Room on the Broom 

any categories not shown here were eliminated by me only because i don't have a clue.

POETRY - ROMANTIC: The Strangle and The Struggle

Not previously published is this Romantic and somewhat provocative or erotic poem by Mimi Wolske that reads like a private diary entry or like a letter to the person in this poem...

THE STRANGLE AND THE STRUGGLE

© Mimi Wolske, November 2010

All Rights Reserved

  

Dare I write to you of

My longing to see you

To show you how much I

Need to see you again

To kiss your smiling face

And feel you in my arms

Is it too soon to say

My body is going crazy

wanting you since I left

You there hours ago

So I could catch my plane

Was it sadness in your eyes

I don't know how I will

Be able to tolerate

Waiting the months to be

Together wondering

If your body wants mine

The way mine so wants yours

The kisses—the wetness

All melting together

The embraces so tight

That it hurts but soothed by

Knowing desires of the

Strangle and the struggle

The mad passion, rumpled

sheets, dueling from sunup

To sundown to sunup

Days on end now tearful

longings for you you you

Dammit! Won't the phone ring