Every drop is eternal passion.

I do not want to be the leader. I refuse to be the leader. I want to live darkly and richly in my femaleness. I want a man lying over me, always over me. His will, his pleasure, his desire, his life, his work, his sexuality the touchstone, the command, my pivot. I don’t mind working, holding my ground intellectually, artistically; but as a woman, oh, God, as a woman I want to be dominated. I don’t mind being told to stand on my own feet, not to cling, be all that I am capable of doing, but I am going to be pursued, fucked, possessed by the will of a male at his time, his bidding.

Oh, do you understand what I mean? Have you ever felt that about the Moon? Have you ever ached with the sheer beauty of it?

This life is what you make it. No matter what, you're going to mess up sometimes, it's a universal truth. But the good part is you get to decide how you're going to mess it up. Girls will be your friends - they'll act like it anyway. But just remember, some come, some go. The ones that stay with you through everything - they're your true best friends. Don't let go of them. Also remember, sisters make the best friends in the world. 

As for lovers, well, they'll come and go too. And baby, I hate to say it, most of them - actually pretty much all of them are going to break your heart, but you can't give up because if you give up, you'll never find your soulmate. You'll never find that half who makes you whole and that goes for everything.

Just because you fail once, doesn't mean you're gonna fail at everything. Keep trying, hold on, and always, always, always believe in yourself, because if you don't, then who will, sweetie?

So keep your head high, keep your chin up, and most importantly, keep smiling, because life's a beautiful thing and there's so much to smile about.

People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that's what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life.

A true soul mate is probably the most important person you'll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. But to live with a soul mate forever? Nah. Too painful. Soul mates, they come into your life just to reveal another layer of yourself to you, and then leave. 

A soul mates purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show you your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light can get in, make you so desperate and out of control that you have to transform your life, then introduce you to your spiritual master...

With love, IKBKG.

Forbiden sins.

Day after day, word upon word so much spoken, so much heard.. Deep beneath the written lines feelings grow, hearts align  hidden from a past that's been bitten in the stars, our future will be written. So much beauty escaping my eyes, staring up into those starry skies ..Searching for answers, seeking a sign, wishing one day you will be mine.

 And those pillow talks..

"He felt
like ice cold water on a summer day
the way just simply drinking it is not enough
when you have to pour it over yourself
and it pools in the niches of your body
you stand in temorary bliss
when the bottle is empty you finally catch your breath
your fingers lace over where the skin is still numb from touch
wanting more.."

"Mind

Soul

Body

All colliding into one.

Mingling together..

Keeping the flame of lust burning as bright as the mid-noon sun.

Cool breath fanning over burning skin.

The love they feel never wearing thin.

Wrapped safely in her lovers arms feeling far, far away from any harm."

"Restless integrity falls like lamplight
On your sleeping form.
Hands folded, lips parted, a prayer.
I am but an onlooker,
Seated here watching your solemn repose.
Angels have not sung of beauty such as this.
The simple way the veins in your eyelids
Criss-cross and spread a blush
Across your countenance.
I notice your eyes flutter lightly open
And those delicate digits brush
Fine auburn hairs from your cheek.
You smile and turn to me,
Blinking in the soft morning light.
"Kiss?" you ask,
And i'm already moving towards you."

"Lust or lost in the idea of wanting something I don't need... I can't breathe without it...I greed.. I crave.... Hmmm... Lust.....I squeeze so hard ..dust..it turns.. I yearn to have it.... Want but don't need.... share never.. A hot cold sweat.. Maybe a fever. Lust.....it's changing me...Help"

"Lust is a word

full of emptiness

and passion

and pain

Lust is a place

full of smiles

and broken hearts

and red tears

Lust is a song

full of movement

and rythm

and voice

Lust is you

that’s full of me

and we create art

that kills love"

"He wrote words that enticed her whispered musings to seduce her made her body tingle without touch cajoled her heart with bleeding ink ..He was half the world away yet, she felt him so close he connected with every part body, soul, heart and mind. Every word was woven on her heart his voice echoed, enchanting gracefully intoxicating every beat of her life .

Volcanic desire erupted his words were now her reality his embrace her sanctuary as he held her tight whispering promises to never let her go."

A simple opinion can have catastrophic consequences.. Do I look fat in this dress? Truth and reality are not always the best answer. No matter what happens in life.. Men want women...women desire men.

There are always two people in every picture: the photographer and the viewer.

What i like about photographs is that they capture a moment that’s gone forever, impossible to reproduce. You don't make a photograph just with a camera. You bring to the act of photography all the pictures you have seen, the books you have read, the music you have heard, the people you have loved.

A normal person sees a storm, thinks help and runs away 

A photographer sees that storm, and runs the other way 

Off into the cold they go, the wind, the rain and more 

To capture pics no matter what, of all the things they saw 

Watching all the huge waves crashing, defiantly they stand 

Looking out from beneath the pier, with camera in hand 

Why do we do such stupid things, like photograph the snow 

We can’t resist to get that pic, so off we always go 

We see the world through rule of thirds, and many shades of grey 

The search to get the perfect shot, continues every day .

Photo  by Kitanovski Photography

A photograph is more than just

A gift to bring or send.

And more than just the likeness of

A relative or friend.

It is a kindly greeting and

A memory to hold.

Of happy times and pleasant things.

However new or old.

Photo  by Kitanovski Photography

And the Earth is Art, The Photographer is only a Witness.

Photo  by Kitanovski Photography

It is a mirror that reflects

Companionship and cheer.

And now and then the wistfulness

That turns into a tear.

A photograph is something to

Adorn a desk or wall.

Or carry in a pocket and

Display to one and all.

Photo by Kitanovski Photography

It is a cruel, ironical art, photography. The dragging of captured moments into the future; moments that should have been allowed to be evaporate into the past; should exist only in memories, glimpsed through the fog of events that came after. Photographs force us to see people before their future weighed them down....

Photo took by Kitanovski Photography

It is a faithful portrait

The smile that friendship shares

To add its sunshine and to show

That someone really cares.

Photo  by Kitanovski Photography

To the complaint, 'There are no people in these photographs,' I respond, There are always two people: the photographer and the viewer.