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Tomorrow, Saturday August 29th, come join us for CINEMA AND CHILL!

⭐️Back to back feature of CHARLIE’S ANGELS and US!

⭐️50% OFF for cuddles!

Come and snuggle up with your favourite Darling and enjoy the show!

Join us this Halloween for a near all day party, featuring Sinners boys, Guilty girls, and an out of this world wheel!

 

We're getting into a dark mood this evening, but for all the right reasons. Whip out your leather outfits or latex and come party with us.

 

We are going to be getting a little dirty tonight.

And two very special people will take home one of our special prizes.

 

Party starts at 8pm SLT.

 

SLURL: maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Jade%20Island/183/117/37

 

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Here is our calendar for the month of september! Many events await you at Guilty Gentleman’s Lounge!

 

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🌟Tantrum "Lolli Tippy Toe Wedges"

📍Mainstore:

maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Tantrum/13/135/1003

 

🌟Tantrum "Suck My Toe Rings"

📍Mainstore:

maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Tantrum/13/135/1003

It looks like ashes,

a burned place and we are standing at some distance.

But, the ground is fertilized by the clearing and we are not so far as we appear.

Nothing is ever done, only shifts,

one form to another,

into other hearts and hands or maybe

when the stars shine brightly and we aren't afraid

to bend and also shift, we come back into the pull, both the same but new.

 

It looks like devastation, feels heavy for a moment, but instead it is a spring,

a window into other realms where we are still dancing.

 

No matter what each new moment brings they are full and we have filled them. We expand to fit the coming rain that washes this ground until it glistens.

 

Hope is not a fragile thing, does not shrink in corners, it shifts and changes and expands and these conditions do not write the script, they only serve as contrast.

 

You make me more, I am larger.

I made you something as well and only you know, now.

I'll hold my whispers, my tongue, my hands, so they don't reach you,

but they are for you still

and remain until

the first green shoots up from glistening ground.

I'll see you still, in realms where we dance,

I'll see you again.

 

09.07.21

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Details at DigitalDolls.Blog

Pulse pounded, be careful what you:

say, think, feel, touch, murmur,

because it is becoming.

 

Trap it in jars, hold it in fists, never

ever uttering.

 

09.09.21

Details at DigitalDolls.Blog

The clock strikes for someone,

maybe me, maybe someone just like you.

 

Our bells tolled, calling to each other like whales within the sea, and I was close enough that I drew you in.

 

Cast a wide net but, specific. The devil’s in the details, the Magic’s in them.

 

I am magic, you are sunshine. I am the moon and the earth and the stars.

And you are floating in them, leaping from one celestial fire to the next.

 

Always fire, blue doors, different names,

always reflective glass,

and, again, I shook so hard for a moment that I could not sustain, came apart like an old chassis.

 

I pieced myself back, insight like glue, fortifying. I wept the past out of my eyes and rubbed it over my skin until I glistened. I let it go.

 

I am standing, now, in moments, strung together loosely enough that anything can change, pulling in from adjacent realms that which hums in concert.

 

Are you there? My brother, soul sibling, player of the pan pipes. Are you near enough to me now that you can hear?

 

I will not stumble, now or later, next time, three times removed. I will not desecrate this with my sometimes childish chaos. I am sometimes like a child, a girl, clutching flowers in her hands, ones you gave me in another face. I was sometimes fearful.

 

But our bells, the space between, was a sound so loud it purified, cast out the doubt it let in through the cracks that formed while I wasn’t looking.

 

I am looking, now, sentinel, I am testament, my body a temple to our union. Inside it, love lies prone.

 

Inside it, the essence of my soul is reading quietly by candle, parchment texts in tongues I do not know and yet the rhythm of the words is like a drum. Like a drum. I am repose, absorbing.

 

I am watching from the window, fearless echo, sounding. I am sounding.

 

I am waiting for the tolling to create the right conditions. I am watching for the signs and symbols and I keep clean and ready,

clean and ready for the coming revolution.

 

Are you coming?

 

Are you…

 

Always fire, blue doors, different names.

  

08.11.21

(Photo by the lovely Eleanora! follow her here: www.flickr.com/photos/193761389@N08/)

I’ll just stand here...

Just in case you also looked for me and instead found

imposters.

06.30.21

 

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Gnawing at the back of your knees, my love? Careful kisses never given, choked down. Is it love, my lover? Fire at your feet?

 

Am I enough, oh, Golden Dawn? Thrice spun out at tables: our undoing.

 

Fear, is it, now? I doubt it, what you tell me, I doubt that very much, but

exciting, maybe, that racing in the blood.

 

Get comfortable, this is going to take

a while,

a lot,

a steady hand. Yours?

 

This is going to take some doing,

a lot out of you,

a lifetime of questions stuck in my throat where your fingers ought to be.

 

Who am I to say?

Say something,

say: you are silver moonlight.

Say: you are slowly creeping into the base of my skull,

right where they'll someday put the port,

they'll have to move you then, dear, pry you out.

 

Who am I?

You know, don't you, Sire? How sure

are you?

 

Where are your hands, love, lover, not too cozy stranger?

Where is your pulse thrumming?

Could it be

in mine?

 

Mine... is it?

 

10.10.21

Oh, lady, mother, maiden and crone,

dance with us or we dance alone.

Join us on this special night,

we're bathing in your brightest light.

 

10.18.21

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