I always have a taste for you,feel the heat calling out to me,the silent signal to part open.To press your wetness against me,the slow curve inwardsstops breath for just a moment,pausing to let me hear the tornadowrapped around your turbulent...
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And what were you all of this time?The beautiful heartbroken waifpatiently awaiting love to sailagain upon a lonely shore,estranged from all songs but your own.It would be too simple to resgin,to assign a myth to such stories,to be the homesick...
It goes deeper than the words exchanged that singe our senses,the ones that begin with a teaseand gradually sink into places no others own the coordinates to.Deeper than the sting I groan fromwhen your nails drag down my back,soothed by...
I lived in your heart when it wasshimmering with rainbows, pumping life's stream through veinsI could've swam within forever. I stayed when all within began to rage with dark storms,new torrents pouring,obliterating a sacred harbor .There's a price when we...
Spooned to warm curves,close enough to breathe you in.my being folded with yours,it's only natural to ache for more.I can inhale this pheromone emanating from your soft skin,the delicate precision in just how a neck curves,the subtle sweet flavorlips savor...
Out among the glittering stars,the plumes of clouds touchthe sky like sleepy ghosts.I'll find you there,in this life and all others.Out among an ocean of spiritsflying soundlessly skyward,cascading glows cover endless flight.Lives flash through me the closer and closer I...
I do not need to command you,the words never leave lipsto map the way you glideyour hot tongue alongmy quivering length.Darkness senses darkness, after all,and words need not shape us here,the tactics of rendering you still,as if I can only...
The need is telegraphed throughthe electricity in your eyes,the constellations and rainbows readyto implode in the most brilliant burst.The need is unraveled in the smallest moments.Curious lips brushacross a smooth neckline,a taste of showered skinwhile slowly inhaling you.Fingertips play a...
Something blossomed in your eyes,the spark that all poets know,chase syllables for lifetimesin order to describe it...The beauty and ache of knowing,of breathing in another to hold an essence inside until it becomes words.I loved you without touching you,our maps...
I'll keep your touch like a secretsewn just beneath the skin,so when you run away, I don't have to be quite ready to go let you go.And I wish it could be sweeter,the taste of your kiss and breathing you...