Press the Right Keys

"A short poem inspired by an opening line from LinaDS2025"

Press the right keys and my body shall sing our song,Soft as your whispers, eager as the dawn,Fingertips mapping melodies along my skin,Each note a promise, every hush a longing drawn. We move through moonlit crescendos, breath entwined,Your laughter the rhythm,...

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And, In The End

"Be with the one you love, while you can."

One plus one equals twoIt seems so long ago,But was it only yesterday?We said, "I do."Karen and Richard sang, "We've Only Just Begun."A kiss for luck, and you and me were now we.Did we know each other?This was before people...

My Offer

"If you’ve ever felt unseen, misunderstood, or too much — come read this."

I am the quiet gravity between wandering hearts—the soft, undeniable pull that hums beneath your ribs,a stillness you didn’t know you were searching foruntil you found yourself breathing easierin the presence of it.I am not here to fix you.I am...

The Mango Tango

"Dancing the soft sweet slow tango with a special friends recipe."

Vanilla opens slowly,a warm breath in the dark,melting like anticipationthat’s been waiting too longto be touched.Coconut trails in next—soft, sweet, lingering—the kind of note that hangs in the airjust long enoughto make the pulse rise.Then comes the mango,golden and glistening,meeting...

the love that slays me

"Absence taught the heart how deeply it could bleed—and still need you."

Oh, winter days without you—no warmth in your embrace,empty seas that hold your echo,ghostly mirrors that frame your face.I drown in the love that slays me.I beg the night: take my breath—if only to taste our tender moments again,even our...

One rainy night

"She can feel his eyes"

As the rain falls downI stare into the darkSearchingI know someone is thereLooking at meI can feel itAs my hands softly caress my breastsI can feel itAs my thighs clinch together tightlyI can feel itAs my pussy becomes moistThe lightening...

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There’s no shame in breaking—even gold recalls its flame.I try to gather what is aching,piece by fragile piece remaking,and whisper every fault by name.And you keep watch beside me,soft breath upon my scar—your hands relearning edges,find hollows where hurt still...