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there are days…

when nothing special happens…













Dear Gentle Sir,

When I say your name, my heart rumbles
much like a lion roars when it knows it’s right.
If only we could know the future, we might roar more.


if freckles were lovely, and day was night
and measles were nice and a lie warn’t a lie
life would be delight
but things couldn’t go right
for in such a sad plight
i wouldn’t be i

if earth was heaven and now was hence
and past was present and false was true
there might be some sense
but I’d be in suspense
for on such a pretense
you wouldn’t be you.

if fear was plucky, and globes were square
and dirt was cleanly and tears were glee
things would seem fair
yet they’d all despair
for if here was there
we wouldn’t be we.

— e.e cummings —

handle with care…

handle with careOh my fuck, I can’t stand it.
I can’t stand
not touching you.
I can’t stand not feeling your eyes on me.
I need to touch you
and be touched by you.
I need to hear you moan as you watch my pleasure.
I need to taste you with my everything.


So, when I grab your hand and lead you into the bedroom, it’s not on sudden impulse; my tug is a longstanding ache of horny that has been needing you in unspeakably hot and naughty ways.

it’s the little things…

that make all the difference.

in this freedom, bold…

in this freedom, bold

All of a sudden, I miss your mouth.




mark of the beast (dodging bullets)…

A sea of faces parted and there, I found my heart.
a joy awoken that broke me wide open
A sea of kisses later, and there I left my mark.
a light reborn that guided me home
A sea of betrayals found me, and here I stand alone.
a dark i defy that was never mine to own

dodging bullets

first and foremost…

I would not have you descend into your own dream.
I would have you be a conscious citizen
of this terrible and beautiful world.

first and foremost

— Ta-Nehisi Coates —

an embrace that has lasted 6,000 years…

I caress and rub my clit as though it were my body against yours. And just like that, I am a throbbing wet mess. I am a hungerfuck of need.
I am your rosy-cheeked moaning lover of sweet sweet ness.
Of course you made me cum… how could I not?

where the wild things are…

Where do we come from?
where do we come from









what are we


What are we?







where are we going

Where are we going?

in excelsis deo…

in excelsis deoL



LYour mouth on me is our secret glory.
Your mouth on me is a glorious moan.
Your mouth on me is exactly what I asked for.

Oh, how I long to sing your praises again.
Listen, you can hear me…


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