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My Darling Valentine.

two images of Molly in red lingerie with petals scattered on her for valentines

14th February 2011

This past week or so we have had a Valentine message board up on JK, (this site no longer exists but it is where Michael and I meet) a place for people to leave their special messages of love and lust to those that are important to them. It has played on my mind since it appeared and to be honest I have avoided posting on it. I just didn’t seem to be able to form a message that could even begin to do justice to the way I feel about Him.

Then yesterday this appeared…..

somewhere I have never travelled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which I cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look easily will unclose me
though I have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully, mysteriously)her first rose

or if your wish be to close me, I and
my life will shut very beautifully ,suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility: whose texture
compels me with the color of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

(I do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens; only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands

The words above are not mine, and the meaning may seem obscure.
But they touch my heart and soul in the same way that a single look or gesture from you makes my heart beat stronger.

The future will be ours if we have the strength and determination to make it so.
I am ready and willing to go there. Come along with me and be by my side, where you belong…. until the end of our days.

I remain as much yours as you are Mine


As is often the case His words took my breath away and brought tears to my eyes. Everything that we are to one another seems to be here in His words to me and reading them finally broke my writers block and so I left my message……

To My Darling Valentine……

I have pondered this post for days now, desperately searching in my brain for the words that I need to tell you how I feel about you, yet even now they seem to elude me. Maybe the words I need just don’t exist, none that I seem to be able to find even begin to do my feelings for you justice.

I am lost in my world of love for you, you are my everything, my soul mate, my friend, my lover, my Dom, my Knight in shining armour, my love, my laughter, my hopes, my dreams and my future…..and it’s a future that I can’t wait for.

I know I have said it many times before, but please hurry Sir, there is a big gap in my life waiting for you to fill it, only when that day arrives will I truly be complete. Take me as I am, I offer you my heart, soul, body and mind. I am forever Yours……


My words still seem, to me, to not even come close to my feelings for Him and my hopes and dreams of our future together. I don’t think they convey the longing I have for Him, the desire I feel for Him or the way in which His presence in my life completes me on so many levels. He tells me that I am amazing, and I tell Him the same in return but actually I think what really makes us amazing is each other. It is together that we are amazing……

But what about His gift from me? You all know I got my valentine gift last week and I also sent Sir His favourite English chocolate but seeing as this year was not the time for real gifts, here is my valentine gift to the man I love….

Your gift is me…….



  • Molly Moore - Author, Blogger, Photographer, Speaker, Director of Operations @Eroticon Find me in my corner of the internet at Molly's Daily Kiss and on Twitter @mollysdailykiss

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  • Signs

    You are the best gift that anyone could ever receive. I a m thankful every day of my life for having you as mine. The day will come, and that right soon. When I will have no need to type these words here, or say them in Skype. Because my love, we will be together. As we were meant to be.

    As Christopher Marlowe so beautifully wrote

    Come live with me and be my love,
    And we will all the pleasures prove
    That valleys, groves, hills, and fields,
    Woods or steepy mountain yields.

    And we will sit upon the rocks,
    Seeing the shepherds feed their flocks,
    By shallow rivers to whose falls
    Melodious birds sing madrigals.

    And I will make thee beds of roses
    And a thousand fragrant posies,
    A cap of flowers, and a kirtle
    Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle;

    A gown made of the finest wool
    Which from our pretty lambs we pull;
    Fair lined slippers for the cold,
    With buckles of the purest gold;

    A belt of straw and ivy buds,
    With coral clasps and amber studs:
    And if these pleasures may thee move,
    Come live with me and be my love.

    The shepherds’ swains shall dance and sing
    For thy delight each May morning:
    If these delights thy mind may move,
    Then live with me and be my love.

    The Passionate Shepherd to His Love

    • mollyskiss

      I love you Sir, and I am so looking forward to that day, I live for that moment when we can be side by side as we are meant to be.


  • DickDykeDick

    Everything about this post is beautiful. The words. The feelings. The images. The people. I, too, can’t wait for the two of you to be side by side…

    • mollyskiss

      awww thank you DDD. I am glad you enjoyed this post, his words brought tears to me eyes and made me long to be in him arms even more than usual

  • duchess

    Beautiful poetry, beautiful post and the beauty of poetry in motion as you posed so elegantly erotic.

  • Barrett

    Sweet post, incredible webpage design and style, keep up the good work

  • Livi

    You big softies 😛 Beautiful words though, from both of you

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