Un Answered Prayers

Carole, what a beautiful note.  I am enamored (sp?) in the gift God has given us both.  You would not believe the level to which you please me.  I love your ways, your demeanor, your words, your voice, your noises (that is sooo important, your passion noises), your mother, your love for family, your daughter and her feelings for you.  I am so lucky that you passed my way and that we are together the way and the depth that we are.  I have one regret; that my tongue is not long enough to caress the

inside of your naval from that place that you gave me two orgasms from last evening.  I wish to be intimate with you like that until I can no longer function.   You are so important and so right to me.

 

I love you, Peter Kent

 

11/15/01 12:12:19 PM

 

Un Answered Prayers

 

A dark, deserted, dreary place

Was, once upon a time, this heart

Where sorrow lived without a trace

That joy had ever been a part

 

My soul was cold and froze the tears

That otherwise would choke me sure

Engulfed was I with all my fears

And no longer could I endure

 

I prayed that God would send for me

And tend to those I'd leave behind

No longer did I want to be

In contact with the human kind

 

But thank God for un-answered prayer

Or answering and saying "No."

But rather sending one to share

The greatest love I'd ever know

 

He sent an Angel, kind and strong

A gentle man with laughing eyes

Who'd cause me to forget the wrong

Done unto me through other's lies

 

His warmth would reach my very soul

And spark in me eternal flame

Without him I was never whole

But with him I can Live again!

 

For Peter Kent A. Kent

By Carole Stairs Lewis

 

Thursday was the first night of one of my typically horrific periods and my head felt like it would just blow off my shoulders as Peter Kent was eating dinner.  He asked if I would be willing to try acupuncture and figured I wouldn’t notice any extra pain and said sure. He set up, what he calls the pleasure alter, a collapsible adjustment table in the living room and he began to work his magic.

 

When he was through, the jet engines in my ears had been silenced, and I felt like I was drifting in and out of my body.  When I drifted in the abominable cramps were so bad, I would almost jump out-of-body to escape it and that was working for me.  I told Peter Kent what I was doing and he asked me to lay on the floor.  He manipulated my abdomen and some pressure points on my feet and ankles and in seconds the cramps were gone.  I haven’t had one since and yet I am bleeding profusely, as always and passing clots that usually make me want to scream in pain.

 

He showed me how to do the acupuncture for his back and how to burn Moxa on the needles.  It was an incredible evening of giving relief and caring for each other.  It was unlike any love making I have ever known before.  He is a beautiful spirit and I want to be engulfed by him.

 

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