To lower my head to you Palms underneath Careful as picking a lock Kisses salt mixed with Your wetness Bathe you there Seeking locus Frequency Symphony of you Find and sing it with me Into being Bring you home to me Then arrange Raise Find my way home In my own sweetly powerful Way
The universe conspired to make me late for work again.'I've gone over the spreadsheet, Kevin, everything matches up. Look, I'll call Redman when I get in, okay, I have to go.'I ended the call. It took me just long enough to switch the radio on again when another call came through. The first few bars … Continue reading To Be Good In All Things
“And my eyes. My eyes take you in and I feel like I’m attached to a live wire.” I wonder, darling, can you feel the electricity? That current that arcs back and forth between us? The kind of sparks that cannot be seen, but felt. I can feel them. They’re crackling between my fingertips. They’re […]Live … Continue reading Live Wire — Heartstring Eulogies
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Streamlined curvesHarness an energy unboundWhispers to be takenYells for genuine dominationWhere are the men?That she calls daddyHer understandingOf who she isIs foreign to manyBut one manSpeaks her languageHer true sexual dictionary
Her gaze burns meSweat beadsI try to recedeBut she pulls me inShe wants her daddyYet I’m the playthingI take off my beltLay her over my lapRadiateThe masculinityShe begs of me