Secret Thots for a Very Private Gentleman
tales, temptation, and titillation…
Oh, to be that hand that fondlespinchestwistsprobessqueezes
Oh, to be that mouth that slurpscaressesdrinkssuckles
Oh, to be that cock that dancesplungespoundsfillspulses
Oh, to be that cunt that takesitallandmore
to be wanted
to be the first and most
to be the last and beloved
to be all that I am not
Oh.
Those scissors, there.
Spread your palm, wide.
Slip your fingers through, all the way.
…
Cut. me. out. of. here.
I can’t see it your way, you can’t see it my way please,
Maybe we’re too close to see,
Open up and let it be, all that it can be
Sometimes, just a little bit of light,
Little bit of light, little bit of light,
Is what I need
You shut down your borders,
Close your eyes and throw your words around,
When everything gets hard to take,
You disappear and hide away,
And hope you won’t be found,
Sometimes, just a little bit of light…
– Martin and James –
With each word your tenderness grows,
Tearing my fear apart
And that laugh that wrinkles your nose,
It touches my foolish heart.
– Frank Sinatra –
Thirst drove me down to the water where I drank the moon’s reflection.
– Rumi –
My solitude doesn’t depend on the presence or absence of people; on the contrary, I hate who steals my solitude without, in exchange, offering me true company.
– Friedrich Nietzsche –
… is bliss.