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beauhunter41031

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Jan 1, 2018
3,004
Cynthiana, Ky
HOL thanks for another interesting day. I’ve enjoyed reading your shenanigans, I can’t wait to wake up in the morning and see what you posted in the wee hours of the night... And honestly you have great writing skills, you had me all hot and bothered Halfway through your epic sea fearing, 30 foot waves, locking eyes with the captain story you wrote earlier.

You mentioned moving up here on behalf of your father, Do you currently have a job in Kentucky or are you on daddy’s payroll. I poke fun because as you stated you absolutely needed a super high class luxury suite on that cruise ship To relax, I just wonder how hard your life has really been and who you really are, trust fund baby?
 
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HuntressOfLight

12 pointer
Nov 23, 2019
12,445
Guarding my lovely bluebirds
HOL thanks for another interesting day. I’ve enjoyed reading your shenanigans, I can’t wait to wake up in the morning and see what you posted in the wee hours of the night... And honestly you have great writing skills, you had me all hot and bothered Halfway through your epic sea fearing, 30 foot waves, locking eyes with the captain story you wrote earlier. You got mad skills too bad you’re in the wrong venue

Thank you very much, and a good thing that I was not attempting to write anything seductive, so it would seem. Try to understand that my passion relayed within my writing had everything to do with the huricane, the sea and sky, the vibe, not the ship nor captain, even though the captain was there and part of my experience. I simply geared my writing about the captain, being that I was writing to yet another captain, believing he may have possibly experienced something similar, with his mistress, the sea.
 

Capttrae

12 pointer
Apr 2, 2012
4,692
Thank you very much, and a good thing that I was not attempting to write anything seductive, so it would seem. Try to understand that my passion relayed within my writing had everything to do with the huricane, the sea and sky, the vibe, not the ship nor captain, even though the captain was there and part of my experience. I simply geared my writing about the captain, being that I was writing to yet another captain, believing he may have possibly experienced something similar, with his mistress, the sea.
She’s a selfish unforgiving bitch is what she is, but truth be told once I answered her call I’ll leave any 2 legged female to answer when she calls
 

HuntressOfLight

12 pointer
Nov 23, 2019
12,445
Guarding my lovely bluebirds
She’s a selfish unforgiving bitch is what she is, but truth be told once I answered her call I’ll leave any 2 legged female to answer when she calls

Salty ole dog. Being a female, I do not think of the sea as a she, nor do I think of a ship, plane, etc, as a she. That is a man thang. The sea is mysterious, mercurial, masterful, majestic, in all its beauty and fury.
 

Capttrae

12 pointer
Apr 2, 2012
4,692
Salty ole dog. Being a female, I do not think of the sea as a she, nor do I think of a ship, plane, etc, as a she. That is a man thang. The sea is mysterious, mercurial, masterful, majestic, in all its beauty and fury.
The sea is a woman without a doubt, she’s moody, tempremental, possessive, unforgiving, and can be as you described one second then turn on you the next.
Go log 20+ years on her and you’ll see what I mean. Do I love her yes, can I do without her no. Will I ever leave her, prolly not.
 

HuntressOfLight

12 pointer
Nov 23, 2019
12,445
Guarding my lovely bluebirds
The sea is a woman without a doubt, she’s moody, tempremental, possessive, unforgiving, and can be as you described one second then turn on you the next.
Go log 20+ years on her and you’ll see what I mean. Do I love her yes, can I do without her no. Will I ever leave her, prolly not.

I Started Early - Took My Dog

I started Early – Took my Dog –
And visited the Sea –
The Mermaids in the Basement
Came out to look at me –

And Frigates – in the Upper Floor
Extended Hempen Hands –
Presuming Me to be a Mouse –
Aground – opon the Sands –

But no Man moved Me – till the Tide
Went past my simple Shoe –
And past my Apron – and my Belt
And past my Boddice – too –

And made as He would eat me up –
As wholly as a Dew
Opon a Dandelion's Sleeve –
And then – I started – too –

And He – He followed – close behind –
I felt His Silver Heel
Opon my Ancle – Then My Shoes
Would overflow with Pearl –

Until We met the Solid Town –
No One He seemed to know –
And bowing – with a Mighty look –
At me – The Sea withdrew –

Emily Dickinson

I shall return to the sea, where I feel free
Which calls to me from afar, sweet jubilee

Me
 
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