Love was knowing our first touch
in that dimly lit room
just the two of us
and the sound of quiet charm
your lips meeting mine
and the way you gazed at me
Love was knowing you were there
Love was just the two of us
and our delicate touch
Love was...
You.
Love was not this taste of leftovers
or my tears falling to my lips
or the way I crave a delicate touch
and the safety of your arms
or the comfort of your warmth
Love was not the way you abandoned ship
Love was not supposed to be like this
Love was to be around you
Love was how I fit with someone I barely knew
Love was...
You.
Mar 24, 2019
Mar 24, 2019 at 12:49 AM UTC
There's nothing more
Terrifying
Than knowing your
Own brain
Is telling you lies
Mar 22, 2019
Mar 22, 2019 at 11:49 PM UTC
Vulnerable, is my fame
******* on my dreams
Acquaintances speculate, at my disbelief
Crucial moments,
I'll eat popcorn instead
Wasting, a life that was over spread
Blank raw abyss,
Left in loneliness
He picked me up,
Kisses
****** tension,
Consumes our bodies
His pants fall,
Pleasure pounding
Curled in a ball,
I scream
Tension built,
Release
My ******* I grip
Is it love or quality
Either way, we crave
Jan 8, 2019
Jan 8, 2019 at 2:35 AM UTC
Slap me daddy, abuse me.
Bite my neck, spank me hard.
Pull my hair, make me scream,
show me who’s in charge.
Tie me up, pound me deep,
again and again;
violate me, you own me.
Smother me in sin.
Choke me, defile me.
Turn me over,
take me how you like.
If it’s wrong, I don’t want to be right.
Now finish me,
I’ll have no escape.
Baby take what you crave,
I’m all yours to break.
Jan 8, 2019
Jan 8, 2019 at 2:33 AM UTC
he drank his morning coffee with a drop of the sunrise mixed in
always one drop, never one more nor one less
just enough to hear the steam whisper
good morning
Mar 17, 2018
Mar 17, 2018 at 6:35 AM UTC
You're like the moon.
Some nights you show your full beauty.
Just being present for everyone to appreciate and see.
Some nights you get anxious,
You hide a bit of yourself from the world.
Worried that people are tired of you.
And some nights you don't show yourself at all.
You stay in darkness, weeping.
Feeling better if you were just a secret.
Dec 30, 2017
Dec 30, 2017 at 9:49 PM UTC
I want to have *** in my friends bathroom
I want him thrusting into me as he holds my hips
I want us standing so I can see myself in the mirror giving that **** look I give
I want to cover my mouth so that my friends won't hear my moans so I can get even more turned on
I want him to arch my back the way he needs it to be so i can fulfill his needs
I want him to have his way with me
I want him to look at me dead in my eye through the mirror while I take in all of him
I want to shake of exhaustion and squirm of pleasure
I want *** in my friends bathroom
Dec 29, 2017
Dec 29, 2017 at 6:49 AM UTC
Some days i feel everything
all at once
then others
I'm petrified to bare the pain that then I feel nothing at all.
So what's worse
drowning beneath the waves
or dying from the thirst
Dec 28, 2017
Dec 28, 2017 at 5:23 PM UTC
I don't open up easily
but I do get attached easily
I care too much too fast
there for I come off as clingy
Dec 28, 2017
Dec 28, 2017 at 3:06 PM UTC