Impossible Moments

160_Impossible MomentsMore than that impossible moment, more than your desire and audacity, your kiss and sweet skin,
I wanted your words, your trust, your truth and your respect.

  1. osbasso 2015.08.26 11:48pm

    You can have mine. Anytime, all the time.

    • Cheeky Minx 2015.09.02 8:59pm

      You’re too kind and lovely, Os. Thank you…

  2. Vivibene1 2015.08.27 12:29am

    An achingly beautiful self-portrait to accompany those achingly beautiful words.

  3. the late phoenix 2015.08.27 1:33am

    that’s my favorite position :*

  4. Nick 2015.08.27 3:06am

    Ooh if only I was underneath! Either way round 😉

  5. obsessed 2015.08.27 3:28am

    your hair positively screaming to be grasped. ………. sigh…… I just want….xx

  6. Mike 2015.08.27 6:29am

    Impossible to ignore. Impossible to forget


    • Cheeky Minx 2015.09.02 9:31pm

      You’re so amazingly good to me, Mike.

      If only he felt as you do…

  7. John Brownstone 2015.08.27 7:58am

    You always have mine…and yes I have to agree with obsessed, your hair…growl…your hair!!!!!

    • Cheeky Minx 2015.09.02 9:42pm

      I was thinking of cutting my hair, but on seeing your reaction I’m now thinking I should leave it be!

  8. ian 2015.08.27 11:16pm

    Awesome yet again, Ma’am. As always, such a stunning image to accompany your eloquence! 🙂

    • Cheeky Minx 2015.09.03 11:19am

      I’m so thrilled you enjoyed both the image and words so much, ian. Thank you for the incredible generous words… 🙂

  9. Ember 2015.08.28 12:10am

    It’s impossible for men to resist your wants, Minx… 🙂 Surely granted. A very hot pose/post.

    • Cheeky Minx 2015.09.03 11:22am

      Sadly, it’s not quite that simple, especially with the one man I truly desire. But I must say that I’m a very lucky woman if you think me capable of possessing such irresistible charms, Ember… 🙂

  10. Ian S 2015.08.28 1:32am

    The issue at hand is that one mere moment would never be enough. It could not lead to anything other than an acute ache. Desires and kisses which run random leave one elusively empty at the end of each day. Words mean nothing without actions. Trust is something which takes time to build. And, respect always needs to go both ways. Seems as if what should be most simple always ends up the most complex. So, we passionate ones continue to search. It makes me at least softly smile knowing that some of these intense and sincere souls out there happen to be this beautiful.

    • Cheeky Minx 2015.09.03 4:12pm

      One moment is never enough, I agree. But it is in the moment that every connection, every touch, possibility itself is born. It is in the moment, experienced with a sensate presence, in the space where bodies come together, where desires meet that words can finally transform into action.

      And yet, that moment can likewise suspend action, rupture chance and all hope.

      Time is the key here, as you rightly recognise. Time creates connection, trust and respect. Time soothes and heals, allows healing. Time bears out the complexity of passion and lust, of relationships in step, of timing itself out of kilter.

      So simple and yet so complex, I agree once again. But those of us who feel it all so deeply, we wouldn’t have it any other way, right?

      Thank you for your beautifully thoughtful comment, Ian. It’s helped me clarify a little more these intense emotions and has left me feeling grateful that another of like mind and desire has stumbled across my humble little abode…

  11. bhp 2015.08.28 6:09am

    What is impossible?

    I’d suggest it’s the perfection with which your physique has been sculptured..
    No doubt by the hands of many a god, with the finest of tastes, and the purest of visions.

    But there you go again CM.. defying what’s possible.

    • Cheeky Minx 2015.09.03 4:22pm

      If only I truly possessed such power, bhp. If only I were the mistress of possibility rather than the bearer of its often cruel and unfeeling inverse.

      Even as this utterance is released with softness from between my forlorn lips, I feel once more the flush of chance and hope thanks to your gorgeous words…