each word he spoke undressed parts of her needing to be touched so she did and freedom came from her moans and the pleasure released continued to be the desire she knows herself to be

hold me like the breath you want to take as our bodies find release into the body of activated universes we never knew

I groom you groom we all groom for boom boom

*lowers my inhibitions like a drawbridge over my moat of emotional unavailability*

When you are not looking walls walk into you they speak also corridors shrink lights glare when you don't seek it finds you instead #Poetry

send me anonymous questions tellonym.me/wordscascade

each instinct upside down as her energy takes on the form of sensual dominance and creative release yet she is also gently showing him the path to self discovery as her skin touches his soul and explodes

her path will shine as she opens up for herself for she has taken care of others and now it is time for the mirror to show the beauty she can fuck with her eyes

we are all just a poem waiting to be written by a soul that feels kindred as fuck

and with just a few words she bloomed

I fall apart, too

I love silence

I promise to be hazardous to your work ethic baby.

own the sadness that laces your body knowing it too will move on and a new day will consume your thoughts so very soon

Music is my prayer.

Sorry I fell asleep standing up when you were talking about your weekend

longing drips in the quiet air morning chats unravel bare songs we pass like fragile skin weeping willows lean within connection hums a subtle ache a wanting touch the world won’t steal the distance bends but does not break and every breath is yours to own

do you dream as I do (of hearts unseen) of our breath crossing through, the sun retreating, our souls never ready— (never willing) to let the day go. did we plant this thirst, this dance, this distance, (did we?) hold too long, past the need for holding? 1/2 #writing #poetry

At the risk of stating the obvious, we are all very, VERY weird on here.

the whiskey kisses and sad brown eyes

play with her hair as she holds your gaze as tightly as is needed to own

I really need someone to skip work with and lay in bed all day and trace love letters on my back.

Wednesday brought a storm no small one so I swim in poetry #Poetry

I picked the pears outside my aunt's window felled by the storm some still attached to leaves and branches dampened by rain each one had a tiny bite taken the squirrels and deer enjoyed first I'll wait for the green cantalope to ripen instead #poetry

but always, just meet me there

You'd think it'd be death but no, the true tragic moment can't be voiced lest I crumble into nothing rather than minimal #RetroArtPrompt

my ultimate fantasy is to have a brain and body that allows me to enjoy being alive

my heart races as her sheets are filled with thoughts of sins we share in early morning rhythmic pleasures

It is when you feel your heart is breaking when it is felt that tears shall never cease when you hold life as a fragile blessing in warm palms that you know the burdens must be there as must the joys #Poetry

just let her fucking shine

hold me like you mean it

Thunder tastes like dreams #Poetry

woke up still feeling her inside my brain and glimmering on my skin

Sandcastles don't exist anymore least for me, the heart dissolved each grain, tears merged with ocean #Poetry

Sunlight for... I counted ten seconds back to gloom within gloom #Poetry

sometimes connecting is easy and surprising

Sometimes I’m more pick-me than I’d like. Other days it’s the perfect fucking amount thank you very much.

fuck sex; a donut would fix me now

Not everyone will see your light but the right ones won’t miss it

I’m married to the sea but she wants to open the relationship and I’m just not comfortable with that :/

Tuesday is the little bitch of the week.

Do you think clouds ever look down at us like “ew”

she loves how much control she has over the way his mind is waiting for her and how quickly the body responds to her mind

We really could be making use of this big hotel bed, but you’re not here…