Do you dream of my kiss my lips against yours my open mouth my tongue the taste of me tasting you Do you dream of my embrace my skin pressed to yours your weight between my thighs can't wait the feel of soft skin hot close As I dream of yours with my eyes wide open my mind awake Dream of me #poetry

She's like wild nightshade Blooming in the darkest night dripping with poison if you taste her anger A pyromaniac Lighting up the black with incendiary fury for those who have earned her wrath So is it her toxin or her fire that's the reason she fears no dark #poetry #wildwickedwords

I've pinned my heart on you and I see a love that sparks But so many things tell me these flickers are mine and mine alone Yet I hope and I dream For those hopes kept me alive But I don't feel your beneficent gaze closer to love than all others now on me But I want it for what it brings #poetry

just a dot of blue tiny as a grain of rice our world from the stars #dailyhaikuprompt #grain #haiku #poetry

I really gotta stop thirst-following men on socials strictly for their looks

The thunder in my heart crashing Waves of love grief sadness ANGER Lightning hits its targets C r A c K burning all in its path My violent sadness up in flames Incinerating Hitting its crest I hate you I love you I need you Please let this torrent break in you and calm my storms #poetry

I’m as if “fuck it, send” was a person

When I think of you my body aches with the memory of your heat Enlivened with the touch of your mind So light it up let me feel that fire Submerge me in the inferno of your body and soul quench my thirsty heart with flames that do not incinerate I'll combust but come alive in you #poetry

My weary soul aches for your heart your words I feel phantom lips from benevolent nightingale dreams ghosting my mouth haunting my skin Strong arms that have never held me holding me through the night clutching me close and I beg for the morning sun #poetry

AI using Clippy as the user interface will fix everything

My mouth longs to feel yours engulfed in the taste of fire as your tongue brushes mine Your hand in my hair your chest against mine as our hearts beat wildly and I dream wide awake Let me wordlessly silently call your name in my mind And breathe love for the first time #poetry

This vague cat and mouse game you might not know you play This war of roses where I see you but I don't Where stars along bare skin dance and circle a lonely girl's heart as she dreams and dreads in equality of your feelings for her Seeing destiny in your absent eyes and biding my time until 1/2

When someone says, "May I ask you a question?" my brain's smartass reply is ALWAYS, "You just did"

Hello world!!

I'm left in this nebula of nebulous stars Surrounded by spinning thoughts and floating through the cosmos of doubts and longing And my sails point towards the rays of your brilliant sun Like a chloroplastic heliotrope aching to be fed by your light and I wait for your sun to rise and bring hope

Thanks, other app that won't be named, where I don't generally ever see any political stuff at all, for showing me a not censored version of the Katie Johnson testimony that has left me feeling PTSD since yesterday afternoon

Hey, look, it’s been a long week. What if, just for today, something awful doesn’t happen?

When I dream of you it's like I can't get enough air longing to drink deep the incandescent gold of your thoughts aching to know you more hear you more BREATHE you more The way your heart moves like silk across my thirsty soul gasping to inhale So give me breath Resuscitate me Save me #poetry

Sinking into dreams falling into stars Visions of you and I Your body mine Glimpsing curvy circles and tangible triangles Hard angles soft skin blending in kaleidoscopic swirls of sensation and taste filled with wet heat as my thoughts delve meandering into fantasy fueling need #poetry

I'm free falling as I dream of a someday love that we don't have Yet but I yearn for And I'm warm but I don't burn I'm not trapped in fire I can feel you across the distance across the silence and my heart smiles Thinking of your kiss and hoping Someday comes soon

There's a delicate balance between desiring someone and sexualizing them, and an even more delicate balance between desiring and truly seeing and wanting them for who they are. I want to be seen. And wanted. By someone who I see.

Drown me in the expanse of your mind Let me bask in the depths of your kindness Entreat me to quench my thirst with your intellect Caught spellbound by the pools of your eyes Because there's something in the waters of your soul that brings my heart to life

From the moment our words touched I saw it I sensed it I knew or I hoped If I feel it burning in my core but I can't explain If I hold it close to my heart dream it savor it Can it please be real Can it please be now Can the doubts and obstacles all go away Can I have the reality NOW #poetry

there are only so many lullabies I can sing, to keep this sadness asleep

I feel this in my soul.

Tell me I'm beautiful for my words my heart My body has long since failed I can fake attractive with pictures I carefully construct But do you see ME and think I'm beautiful Or do you see that face I hide behind because I can't stand mine and desire the woman I'm not and will never be #poetry

Take me to a place where nothing holds me down where I'm seen the way I see you luminescent shimmery opaline sparkling Where there's no gravity pinning me to expectations promises of another life I couldn't live Give me that place where the world is soft free and filled with love #poetry

I can't get this image from my head We move in tandem separated parallel at first circling ever closer to each other and we rise together lifting each other up never and always feeling like one supports the other needing giving receiving becoming greater lighting each other up #poetry

I told you we’d be back

I'm left with images of you in my floating mind singing its sweet songs by the river it meanders down as my eyes don't see what my heart feels but I dream of you with my eyes wide open and my thoughts elsewhere on you and my heart soars on wings made of paper as I seek my reciprocal #poetry

I don't know if I ever announced it here, but I've started a Patreon for my writing. Find it in my linktree. I've got a couple of things posted there already, all currently for free.

Dreaming of luminous mahogany reflecting infinite light

If he really loved me, why would he look at me for the past 25 years and just passively allow that I'm just not attractive to him?

My heart hurts. My brain hurts. I need something, but I don't know what.

Anyone who has seen my unedited, unfiltered, uncovered, uncropped body either thinks it's ugly, has a fetish, or sees me for more than their eyes. I want the latter, but I keep getting the other two

Windows down and music up is a must

If I can't be seen... if I can't be valued... by anyone – for anything actually about me myself... WHY does it matter if I exist?

My words die in my throat with the feelings in my head

i had a dream i was trapped beneath you you kissed me i kissed back and as we made out all the things i hate the freckles and birthmarks and softness all became just part of me you found attractive as we made out i felt safe, i felt attractive i felt like i believed you when you said that i was hot

Now that Twitter's DMs are down, can we please have all the fun, interesting, cool, non-political people start posting over here?

Lemme blow you like a game cartridge, baby

Don’t forget to stop and take some time to think about boobs today.

I sure wish I could make the universe understand how emotionally ready I am for being loved, how much I desperately need it, how much of a distraction/time-suck it is that I'm not, and how little my life is built to handle a situation where I am

Every time that man opens his mouth, something ridiculous comes out

Things to make him "the right man": 1. Authenticity 2. Kindness 3. Interest in art, poetry, or music 4. Selfless care for others (including but not limited to not politically supporting horrible people) 5. Desire for me that outshines my body and its limitations 6. Wisdom

If you can't notice when I'm gone, if you don't feel my absence when I'm not in your life or in your presence, if you can go days without contacting me or speaking to me and it doesn't bother you, why do I bother?

It’s always the ones who stand closest to the dumpster fire who think they’re the light.