Yan's Labyrinth

I remember the first time I was to see you again, how I primped and prepped myself into a nervous wreak.... And you... You were cool as a summer's breeze, greeting me with that familiar gaze... Filled with promises of heated nights, raucous mornings and delicious afternoons... I remember thinking... Feeling... that those glances were meant only for me... And that you... Missed ' thi s '.... That you wanted ' this ' again... Now, a year later, we're meeting up... again. You said you " missed my face ".... and that we needed to catch up... See how life was treating us... You greeted me with that gaze, and that self assured smile... And me?.... I am warm and congenial... And you seem a bit surprised. You tell me about your new lady and how magnificent it all it is.... How glad you are to be humble and well deserving of all of this... I smile and say I'm happy that life has been so kind. Your gaze is now realizing that my eyes a...

It's not often that we meet someone who connects with our soul, sees the beauty of our mind and inspires courage with our hearts... But when you do, it is unmistakable in its uniqueness and truth. You've taught me so much and yet I still see us growing and evolving into something even more tremendous. There were moments that I caught myself questioning if you were real. If you truly existed... For me. And now.... Now I know. And I am ever so grateful... -Y. Salmon

I told her to come to me and she did. Bare and naked without any veils of false promises or deceit. She opened her arms to me and embraced my weary head... Rested it against her bosom... Telling me to hush... Hush Chile.... Hush... You with sad eyes and dark thoughts.... You with the soft lips that curve too easily with a smile... You with the words all wrapped up in your head... Itching to come out on your paper through your pen... You with the heart you know not that you wear on your sleeve... Hush. And rest... Put that busy mind to sleep... Let your temples relax as you breathe me in and out... Let me fill your senses with relief as I help you to escape.... Know that you are beautiful when all you see is ugliness. Know that you are brilliant when you are feeling less than Einstein.... Know that your flaws are the most alluring when you are open to showing them... Hush and rest upon this bosom built for your tears... Let them flow and fill me with your sorrows, your fears a...

There is a need... A necessity... To scream and let out all this that lies within me. Fighting, clawing, scrambling... To just get out. This absolute desperation for freedom and non restrictions that hold me tied to the floors and walls of this box that they wish to confine me in. I am feeling so clamped in. So binded by these chains of absolution. Knawing at my skin, my bones, my mind.... -Y. Salmon (written March 17, 2014)

It was a rough day today... We had words... And then none. My heart... My self doubt... Knowing that you... Can and will say... Knowing that you can close your eyes and watch me walk away. You're surrounded by beauty amidst the pain.... And I know they can take away my memory in the blink of an eye... You bury your nostrils in their skin, between their thighs.... You can kiss them and touch them and make their chest rise.... Heave with heavy breathing... Exhausted from cumming.... She has eyes like the dessert, skin supple and soft, a body that sways as if to command the wind... And then there is me, on my best day I can only hope to not get struck down by the whispers of my inner hauntings... And then I am trapped... Reduced... Dismissed. You can make her smile from the curve of her lashes to the core of her womanhood and she relishes it.... For she is what is beautiful to you... And I sit here and wait, for her to give in.. And I sit and wait for you to say, I don't...