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n I say “yes,” I mean mark me with your suck, fill me with your sweet fuck, grip me harder with each buck, drink me dry, take my breath, heal my heart, look me in the eye when I arch and reach and beg and cry your name so loud my ears ring.
afternoon delights…
It is in your self-interest to find a way to be very tender.
—SafiaElhillo—
the many acts of love…
Me, on my tummy…
the way I like it.
You, watching me…
in the way you like.
Until our moans echo the end…
that becomes a beginning
when you slip into bed with me.
even if they’re all looking at me…
I’m still looking at you.
all deep things are song…
Bring me your skin, wet and warm.
Give me your weight, full and long.
Carry me, my long legs wrapped ’round you.
Let me taste you, shivering with ecstasy.
autumn leaves…
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold….
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sunburned hands, I used to hold
Since you went away, the days grow long
And soon I’ll hear ol’ winter’s song.
But I miss you most of all my darling,
When autumn leaves start to fall.
— Johnny Mercer —
when the world gets quiet…
Have you ever seen someone – a stranger – who is so delectable to look at that you are compelled to imagine them naked? And once they are naked in your mind’s eye – as you ride the transit or stand in line to get your ticket – you find yourself coupling with them in the most tantalizing of ways… have you ever?
Well, this is what happens to me every time I see you. I am utterly compelled to ravish you. I am devastated with adoration. I am buoyed by the coupling that awaits us.
