My Christmas Thoughts and Wish

                                                                           

My Christmas Thoughts and Wish

It`s Christmas 2013 Another year is about over. This Holiday season is a busy one for me and everyone.I had a great year full of Up`s and Downs and being happy and sad. Many wonderful and not so wonderful things in my life, and we are so busy we forget a lot of things and others. There are others that don`t have it good as we do. Some are poor and some are lonely some are both I see a lot of Children who family can`t afford a toy or even clothes etc. and see a lot people who is alone and who are in care centers who have no families and alone. And I am so lucky to have family and friends. I always remember how it was to be alone and broke and sleeping in a car and being on my own. I ask this Holiday Season that everyone should help in some small way in anyway you can, when your shopping for a family member get a gift for someone you know or who is alone or a family with children who don`t have much. or a neighbor or elder person.Or Invite someone to your home to have Christmas dinner and spend the day with them or go and visit them and spend a few hours with them and show they are loved and you care. Or Donate your time even it`s a few hours somewhere You don`t have to spend money to make someone life a little better Just a little Love and Friendship and Giving goes a long way and makes you feel better. My Mom and Dad always told me when I was growing that you can have anything in the world but one day you can lose it all and have nothing and lonely. They was right. I want to wish everyone A Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays and Happy Hanukkah and Happy New Year! Love Kagome

My Love across the Ocean (Mai`s poem)

From Alton to Tokyo My love calls to you. over land and ocean as the 4 winds blows  I love you so.You will always be in my heart and mind and soul no matter how far you are from me I will always love you no matter what I will wait a lonely life time for you If have too. Even that you live miles away more Mai My love our love is strong to over come it. I make My pledge to you I will always love only you for the rest of my days I send My spirit out to you and let you know I still love you and always will. 2 women  2 hearts  Our love is meant to be Your happiness mean more than mine. As stare out of the ocean searching for you looking for you  Where you are? You are here Out the blue you came to me and blow life misery I thank the power above that I have you in life Your Love burns deep in my heart and soul and I will never be alone. The Phoenix of our love  flap its silken golden wings high in the sky. I will be with you when you raise and greet you with a morning kiss. and I will be there when you lay your head on your pillow and i kiss you good night. My spirit will watch over you during every waking hour and every day. My heart tells me my place is with you. You have a secret place in my heart and in the future is. forever! I will be with you where ever you are. Can you feel my heart? Can you see you're my heart  But it`s hard to say Sayonara 

It`s Christmas 2012

It`s Christmas 2012 On this Holiday Please take time out to remember the people who are lonely. Some of these people are alone for many reasons. They have no family anymore or They live far far from home. and most cases their family just don`t care for them and forgot them. I would like everyone to do something nice for them this Holiday Season for someone you may know. You don`t have to buy a present you can do that too if you want too. Just invite them to dinner and have Christmas with your family or take your Family to their home and share a gift.and some company for a few hours. It will make a worlds of Difference to someone and Make you feel good inside  This is the real meaning of Christmas giving to others who don`t have anything and sharing. who don`t have are alone at home. And there are family who have nothing so remember them too. My Parents did this every year Invited some to our home they knew who was going to alone for Christmas. You should seen the the smiles on their face how happy they are feeling loved and care about. You never know You may be alone one day and with no love ones or family or be forgotten. or a nursing home or shelter

Also there are some Families who Christmas is Shattered  due to the Tragic events in Aurora Colo and New town Conn children and Friends and Family members Mothers and Fathers. And  The Victims of Hurricane Sandy who lost their home and belonging  and those who around the world who lost love ones and friends due to war and act of Nature and due to Tragic events. 

It don`t matter what your region or who you believe  in or you worship. Please do this for someone. 

Merry Christmas and Happy Hanukkah and Happy Kwanzaa 

Love to all my Wonderful Friends Everywhere 

From me and My Family  

Kagome Dirksmeyer

                                                                    

Cherry Blossom Kitten

I am a Japanese Woman, Proud,  Strong as an Asian Tiger, Yet Delicate and Fragile as a Cherry Blossom Pedal.  I love and Embrace my Femininity. and I Love and Embrace my Sexuality. I hold My Friends Above everything else and my Life. My Soul Blows Freely in the Wind in  Peace and Harmony

Coming Out 2012

Today Is National Coming Out Day! I Support Same Sex Relationship and Marriage. I  don`t Discriminate against  anyone regardless of  Race or Sexual  Preference. We are all the same This is a LGBT Friendly Page.                        


                              I am proud to be a Lesbian and out! 

  

                                   BE PROUD OF WHO YOU ARE!!

My Love For Other Girls

My love and feeling  for others girls  started when I was 11 yrs old. I knew I was Lesbian. How can resists a soft touch of another girls skin and her soft moist lips and  her smell of her Body powder and perfume, And her Soft firm boobs touching your boobs.  I always fantasize kiss my best friend  We always played  together and share everything.  One day  took  me beside the her house and pulled down the front of  her pants  and showed  me her Pussy and asked me i think of it? she was ash blond long hair down over her shoulders. I wanted to kiss her so bad and touch her smooth pussy. I knew I was different from other girls. When I seen a beautiful  girl or woman I stare  at her and thinking I want to see her naked and wanting to kiss her and have sex with her.
I pretended I like boys When My Girlfriends talk about cutie this boy is I agreed  with . Them not knowing I was Thinking how hot they are and I how I wanted to have them.
In Jr high school My interest in girls was even more strong  I always look forward  to Gym Class So I can look at the girls in their sweaty gym clothes and see them naked and showering made me wet and horny I had to control myself  and tried not stare at them and not touch myself. and there was my English teacher her name was Kathy M. Dark skin dark curly hair 4ft 5in slender body  late 20`s always wore skirts. Her perfume always drive me crazy  I would stare at her and when i stood next to her I always try to bump into her. Many times I had to go to the Girls Room and go into the stall to finger myself off because I was so dam Horny I wanted to have hot sex with her. I was in love and Had a very big love crush on her. I lay at night in my fingering my wet hot pussy thinking about fucking her and she fucking me. 
I date boys to make my parent happy and think I was straight and hide the fact I was lesbian. I used to sneak off  telling I am going over a friends home really going to meet with other girl. her name Heather. She was my age and mostly kissed and Play with each other pussy and play with each other boobs hoping me and would go all the way and fuck each other.

My first sex girl was at 15 we went into a class room that was not being used and it was down a hall way where and turn right  down a short hallway and went behind this wall in the class room so no one could see us making love. It was so beautiful and she rocked my world and pussy so hard.

We had a special  place to have sex In the abandon House in the basement where was a placed fixed up for sex we could could go and eat and fuck each other. since we could not do it when our parents was home. One weekend my family wanted to away for the weekend . I could not go because I had to that night they left. So I stayed home alone. I asked if I could have one of girlfriends to spend  a night? So I got a nightie and asked my Special Girlfriend to stay with me. It was ok with her and her folks. After my folks left and called my girl and told to come over and let hang out and some fun? She came over with a few things  I put my arms around her and gave her with a sexy big wet kiss and I rubbed my leg on hers and lock mine around hers.  I took her by the hand  and went to my room and I took off my robe and show her my sexy nightie and  I told her It time for her fucking in my bed. I her to fuck me in my bed so I could lay there at night and think of her fucking me in my bed.

After years of being a Bisexual Girl  and fooling myself . I came out Lesbian in Feb 2012. for myself and for 2 close friends that came out and  got engaged  to show them my support for them. And I been so very happy and free being a Lesbian and not afraid to let others know i and show my love for other girls openly but the sad thing is My parents are not happy at all with my Sexuality I don't care what they think? My love for other women is strong  and gets stronger everyday.  It makes me a stronger woman in life. I am not afraid to put my arms around and French kiss her in public and hold her hand or put my arm around her and walk down the street

I am Sexy and Japanese & Asian Tiger & Perfect & No more Victim and I matter and I am LESBIAN!!! and proud of it Screw what the good people who say it wrong and go to hell? I love Women and no one can say or tell who I can have sex with or love.

We dance and for a second she forgets and feels free.

I see the beauty in her, breathe

before a rooted thought of wrong doing enters

and she kneels down,

blindly searching for the chain to shackle herself

back into the cage.

For she loves the ones who created the walls

and she hasn’t the strength to break those down,

not when it means destroying all she knows.

I watch her sit there and hum so sweetly,

changing tears to a tune,

distracting herself with so many other things

which fills her time and her space,

but there’s no stopping the racing of a heart,

it’s a magic science, a crazy chemistry,

which bolts thunder claps from the brain to the belly,

that moves the body quicker than lightning.

And the mind blinded,

cannot keep up with the heart of the body.

Flash!

Her body moves with another of the same form,

like an ocean with the shore, over and over,

it soothes as it moves.

The light is followed with a BANG!

The cell door clatters open and slams shut with a bewildered wind,

as she remembers that all she feels is not allowed

and retreats out of a cherished love for those who fail to understand.

The wind does not strike her;

it is not angry, but gentle and warm.

It cradles her when she’s sad

and lifts her high when she’s feeling blue,

it does not control her with fear,

but with comfort and love.

It tickles her and makes her smile,

all the time misunderstanding the black shape,

which moves on the floor.

The wind wishes to blow it away,

using bigger and bigger puffs,

and afterwards is left exhausted.

The black mark is unfathomable to the wind.

”It’s still there, that dirty black mark

which follows you around.

Why can’t you leave her be?” It howls.

And she cries out with a muted voice,

which echoes the temples of distant lands.

“It is a part of me!”

The wind howls again, anguished and sad,

blowing the words spoken away,

unable to hear them through distortions of pain.

It picks itself up for another gust and another,

“Why won’t it leave? The place will look so much cleaner

without that black mark which keeps following you around.”

It blows unrelenting,

like a house proud mother

wiping at a stubborn wooden tabletop stain,

unknowing that it is a knot, a natural pattern of the wood.

“Please, let it be. It is a part of me.”

whispers the wood and the woman.

The wind slowly stops dancing and becomes heavy,

which sinks her radiant smile and twinkling star eyes

to black holes.

I see the blindness of the wind, blowing at the black mark,

with more gust and enthusiasm,

seeing improvement and progress,

as the mark moves away, by the power the wind possesses,

or so it thinks.

Ony the wind does not realize,

that it is her beloved that blows into a ball,

over and over, tied in knots, until she cannot breathe.

The wind does not see the position she is in.

It does not see the vases knocked over

and smashed to smithereens,

like salt bubbles that explode from her eyes

when she loses control and snivel sniff cries,

“I don’t want to be so sensitive to this,

but it scares me so much to be cold

and unaffected by it all.

When I think of homophobia,

I think of bullies spitting comments in a crowd

or on a street,

of hate crimes and terrible things like these.

I never in my wildest dreams

thought it could be like this.”

Flowers lay unnoticed on the broken glass ground,

trodden on by all those others who don’t look down.

(and jeez, there are many, too many for there to be more)

Hold up ~

For all the guns in the world,

that ends a life with less than a thought,

could we not shoot each other a smile from time to time

and try,

just try to get along, it is after all only love.

The rest doesn’t really matter,

it is only love that connects us all,

that gets us through~

Thank you, now back to the poem…

As the wind blows unstoppable at her shadow,

wishing for it to not be there,

she stands up strong and bold

through the blinding, deafening gale.

She does not move an inch by the gust,

as her hair, wild like flames lick up to heaven, around her.

The heart does not choose who it races, falls or breaks for,

nor does the arms of love choose who it chases, catches or crushes.

When eyes connect, they speak languages unknown,

never spoken before

from the beginning of time to now,

so much is said and expressed without a word uttered,

and it unfolds in another reality in the flash of a second.

The feeling ignited, may blaze, or it may smoulder,

but it can never be forgotten.

She stands through the gale, lifts her head high

and says, “My shadow exists because I have found light,

for it to disappear I shall live in darkness,

and like the bird set free from its cage,

it cannot return, once it knows what it has learnt.”

The thing which she needs now more than ever,

is not shelter from the wind,

but for the wind to blow down the walls

it has created over time,

and hold her in acceptance,

for no one knows more than the wind,

how wonderful and important it is

to be free from all these things,

to feel free to dance peacefully.

Kagome L Dirksmeyer