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together…

together

fingertips trace cherry lips
lily tips part
satin pathways slick
elemental desires
Drip
Slip
Enfold
breathless delight
and we within our need
heed the call
the throbbing vow of
silk with steel
oh sweetest heat
of thus and thus and thus and
so the velvet vortex spins
every thrust a soiled expectation
glorious Mystery
claiming bodies alone yet not
proclaim-ing
the ‘we’ of ‘us’
if only
(we breathe)
if only
time and space might
Obliterate
Implode
Suspend
suspend us in the supposing
that he and she no longer partner
in this dance of a thousand waiting dawns
and just in this
the simple telling
of all that is joy
betwixt friend and lover
this simple light
the shining shadow of every day life
might bring us to pause
a place of rest
together

– by Lola Moi –

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soul power…

A person just gets sexier and sexier when you’re attracted to their soul.
– Karen Salmonsohn – 

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stay in the yes…

No matter how many different images or videos I see, every single one makes me think of you. Even knowing your tastes and preferences, and even as I grow in my knowledge of you, everything I see makes me wonder; I wonder about you… and us.

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I wonder if you’d like that or this. I wonder if you’d do that to me or let me do this.  I wonder what makes you say “no” and what would make you say “yes.” I wonder at your sounds and the sounds you might elicit from me.

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I wonder because I want to please you. I want to make you moan. I want you to ache for me when I’m not with you. I want to satiate and appease all the hungers that rise within you and I want you to embrace mine. I want us to be well-met; it’s this sharing and giving and discovering mutual pleasure that makes me say “yes” to you over and over and over again.

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So, stay. See me here. Smell my heat. Hear my heart, my mind. Feel me in all the ways a man feels a woman. Hold my secrets. And say, “Yes.”

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If…

Dear Gentle Sir,

If I were your skin, I would be Bliss.
If I were your hands, I would never dress.
If I were your heart, I would give you exactly what you wanted… needed.
If I were your eyes, I wouldn’t take me off you.
To be your diaphram would be a breathtaking adventure.
And only Truth would fall from your mouth, if I were your tongue.

Your brain, could it comprehend the magnitude of my desire for you
would be confused to understand all this
curiosity
admiration
acceptance
I have for your flawed perfection.

If you were me, you would know joy
every time I looked at you
and heard your voice
or watched you walk
witnessing you being who you are in this world.

If you were my cunt, you would
swellandthrumandachewithdrip
Just like I am now
wantinglongingrememberingthinking of you.

Yes, you, gentle sir.

Always,

Lola Moi xo

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our bodies…

i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite a new thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body. i like what it does,
i like its hows. i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones, and the trembling
–firm–smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz
of your electric fur, and what–is–it comes
over parting flesh… And eyes big Love–crumbs,

and possibly i like the thrill

of under me you quite so new

– e.e. cummings –

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watch me…

watch me, my love
watch me, my cunt-hungry sweet

my secrets mined in gasps
proclaimed with heaving breath
and rosied cheeks
I take my time
giving this pleasure
my tender heat
velvet crevice and dewy inlets
exposed
explored
exalted

watch me, my love
watch me, my dirty, tender lover

as your mouth waters
and blessed hard aches against our glow
pulsing
pulse
and stroke
recite each dulcet moan
incantate my pleasure
memorize me
immortalize
this gift of me

– by Lola Moi –