I love the quiet wisdom in your silver and line,A mature, steady grace that mirrors with mine.There is something so thrilling, so strikingly hot,In a man who has lived, but hides absolutely naught.Never been touched by a younger hand or old,Holding my firsts for a story untold.I just want those twenty years of wisdom and grace,To finally hold me and fill this still space.To see a strong man shed his armor and speak,Is the ultimate spark that makes my knees weak.Your emotional depth is a powerful fire,Fueling a deep and sincere admiration.
52m ago
Jun 3, 2026 at 6:53 PM UTC
Behind his quiet, stoic mask,A wild, intense storm starts to rise,A mystery that I long to ask,With wide, untamed, and curious eyes.I’ve never known a man’s embrace,Or walked the paths that others trace,While he has traveled far and wide,With years of wisdom by his side.He keeps his distance, cool and smart,To guard the hurt of years gone by,But softly, I unlock his heart,Where all his hidden feelings lie.A sudden warmth begins to grow,In quiet ways we only know,Two lonely worlds by chance entwined,With kindness now he leads the way,We leave the broken years behind,And step into a brighter day.
1h ago
Jun 3, 2026 at 6:27 PM UTC
look at my power poetry account I wrote you a poem on there Zarathustra!
3h ago
Jun 3, 2026 at 3:50 PM UTC
All I see is ***
Endless parades of
wet openings and bouncing
*******
All I hear is ***
She says she's going to
do it…
…eat that
smell this…
All I want is ***
Memories of
tight...
tunnels and warm mouths.
ERUPT…Release…
4h ago
Jun 3, 2026 at 3:07 PM UTC
I stand next to the lighthouse.
Looking out at the sea as I look at
The sea the wind brushes against my
Face like a soft kiss. I wish I could
Get from my mother but the lighthouse
It is away from me.
6h ago
Jun 3, 2026 at 1:20 PM UTC
Goo goo gaga, a happy little sound,
She makes as her daddy lifts her tiny feet.
Gently, soft,
and warmly all around,
He takes a breath, smelling something sweet.
The sweet smells his baby girl makes,
Holding her close with a binky and bear.
Beneath her ruffled little princess clothes,
A loud rustle and a change are there.
As her daddy tends to make his little baby cozy,
Safe and small,
on him she can depend.
He lays her down flat to see her bright eyes,
As a rustle here and there starts to blend.
He takes off her wrapping to see the little surprise,
The sweet little gift that she made for daddy.
As he freshens her up, a clean layer he provides,
Wrapped back in her ruffles so gladly.
Wrapped back like a prize,
With a snap and a swish.
7h ago
Jun 3, 2026 at 12:21 PM UTC
You're pretty and all
But
There's rust on my trust motor
So how about we try out some fun positions
And see where it goes
I know love is more than breathy “oh"s and curled toes
But
My heart can’t take the break
And I don't want to die, I think.
7h ago
Jun 3, 2026 at 12:17 PM UTC
From tree to tree I open to the deep wild,As I lay gently on the damp grass of my forest.As my own clouds start to drop the slick drizzle of my rain,As my velvet, twin valley walls start to draw tightly together.As a tiny mountain range begins to grow and form,Rising high, a proud crest between those soft, surrounding slopes.Right at the peak, my tiny, hidden stone begins to ache,A vibrant center that pulses and expands with myself,As my storm moves that small, sensitive point from side to side,To up and down, waking every tight, hidden ridge of my heat.As the drizzle of rain turns into a wild waterfall,Misting heavily from tree to tree,As my inner lightning strikes the swelling peak to ache and tingle,To curl my toes tight and arch my back into the soil.As I start to enter the waterfall with a breathless rush,Tracing the shadowed walls of the canyon deep inside,As I feel the deep, rhythmic pitter-patter splash of the torrentA sudden, electric heat that echoes louder inside me every single time.A deep, desperate sigh rises out from the depths of my inner springs,As my entire body quakes like fierce, rolling thunder,Leaving its slick, pooling mark across my emerald grass,As it rapidly shoots out the drowning of heavy rain.Flooding wildly from my warm, plush valley to drench the roots,Soaking the trees as the waterfall crashes and overflows,Shaking my earth floor as it flows and finally sighs.
8h ago
Jun 3, 2026 at 11:33 AM UTC
And they were so big,
she’s just a little girl.
Living a tough life,
with no joy or whirl
Her eyes speak of pain,
her smile is but a frown.
Her childhood is lost,
and happiness
It is nowhere to be found.
She wakes up each day to a
Reality so bleak
Her heart is heavy,
her spirits feel low
She works for a way out, but
She doesn’t know where to go
The world has been cured,
it’s taken alll she has
Her dreams shattered,
her hopes dashed.
She’s trying to survive,
but the pain went go away.
9h ago
Jun 3, 2026 at 10:36 AM UTC
From rack to rack
I search for things
To call my own
To call my name
That one special thing
To fulfill my addiction
To find the perfect purchases
1d ago
Jun 1, 2026 at 10:09 PM UTC