...wings made of wishes...

deidre’s been blessed in making some wonderful, deep and lasting friendships with a select few of her Callers. These men are the kind of people that deidre can see in her life, not just as phone fucks, but as in person, real relationships. One of those wonderful people called deidre today.

He’s the kind of guy who cares for deidre just as she is. He loves her giggly side, her shy side, her loud side, her sexual sides (both hard fucking and soft and sensual lovemaking). He especially enjoys the lesbian who shares deidre’s body with the horny slut that could never live without cock.

As we were chatting today deidre was struck by how incredible the relationship is. we were talking just like 2 old friends, which, basically, we are. It started off with politics, then ran on to the CMAs, our similar experiences in stepping barefooted in shit (his just happened while deidre was on the phone with him), onto raw cocks and then…then he did something wonderful.

Next he told deidre the real reason he called today. He wanted to give her a song. He sat down at the piano, and while deidre listened he played and sang it just for her. It was beautiful. He told deidre afterward that it’s a song that has been very close to his heart for a number of years, but that it seemed to fit us at the moment. It’s called Rainbow Sleeves, written by Tom Waits:

You used to dream yourself away each night
To places that you’ve never been
On wings made of wishes that you whispered to yourself
Back when every night the moon and you would sweep away
To places that you knew you would never get the blues

Now whiskey gives you wings to carry each one of your dreams
And the moon does not belong to you
But I believe that your heart keeps young dreams
Well, I’ve been told to keep from ever growing old
And a heart that has been broken will be stronger when it mends

Don’t let the blues stop singing
Darling, you only got a broken wing
Hey, you just hang on to my rainbow
Hang on to my rainbow
Hang on to my rainbow sleeves

Thank you, T. deidre loves you. You're stronger than you think you are, and you have a very special place in this little girl’s heart.