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Styles Jan 24
Ride me,
As I guide thee,
Match my rhythm, stride for stride,
Our bodies move, perfectly tied.

You provide pleasures deep and sweet,
Where our desires and passions meet.
Overwhelmed, we lose all time,
Chasing a satisfaction so sublime.

Together we seek, together we find,
A fiery connection, body and mind.
With every motion, our souls collide,
In this endless dance, side by side.
Do not believe yourself in love,
Know it. Remember the taste of such truth,
Wet against your tongue, sweetest fire through your veins,
Breathing whispered passions.
Hands grasping hips, teeth grazing skin;
The consumption of another soul, body and mind:

Let it envelop you, but-
-please, be kind about your recollections;

Public ****** is illegal.
Styles Jan 23
I want to tease with touches slight,
A gentle spark that feels so right.
Moments shared, just you and me,
A journey into intimacy.

We’ll talk, we’ll learn, we’ll wonder still,
Discovering depths that time won’t ****.
Each touch a whisper, soft yet bold,
A story of passion waiting to be told.

Those moments when we can’t let go,
The fire between us starts to grow.
No space, no pause, no need to part,
Just the rhythm of two beating hearts.

Let the connection pull us near,
In a world where only we appear.
Lost in touches, sweet and true,
I’ll learn you, and you’ll learn me too.
Styles Jan 23
Tied to a chair, blindfold in place,
Every sense alive, my heart starts to race.
The silence screams, the tension grows,
What comes next? Nobody knows.

A touch so soft, it teases my toes,
A delicate stroke where sensation flows.
Up the arch, it glides so slow,
A trail of fire with nowhere to go.

I bite my lip, the urge to fight,
But the teasing touch feels so right.
Relentless, it dances, igniting desire,
A spark that sets my soul on fire.

In the unknown, where senses collide,
Anticipation and thrill can’t be denied.
For in the darkness, where mystery reigns,
Pleasure and growth walk hand in hand with pain.
Styles Jan 21
Let my words trace your silhouette,
a phantom’s caress, lingering yet.
Each syllable a brush of desire,
kindling sparks, igniting fire.

Lines flow like molten gold,
writing secrets your skin won’t withhold.
Every curve, every plane,
etched in whispers that call your name.

They cascade down, slow and sure,
filling spaces you long to endure.
A tempest builds, fierce and untamed,
branding softly, your soul renamed.

Breathless heat, a searing tide,
our untold story where passions collide.
My words, a map, a lover’s art,
binding you fast, heart to heart.
Styles Jan 20
Let my words run down your body,
Wrap around you, branding softly.
Fingerprint trails, smoke rising thin,
Sizzling heat under your skin.

Scorching my path, marking the line,
Each touch whispers, "You are mine."
cleo Jan 15
(i remember…)
making out to ska with the lights on
(i remember…)
the day i finally got your pants off
(i remember…)
the look in your eyes told me something else was up (shhh)
forever bonded, didn't matter what was going on


not like thœse other guys
you were the caring type
circumstances not within your control
but you still had to make it right


it's so unfair
the unwanteds wandering in my dreams
but i still haven't seen you there


forever 23
a missing part of me
with every birthday that i have
it’s another you won’t see




forever 23
a missing part of me
with every birthday that i have
it’s another you won’t see
cleo Jan 15
let’s go a little bit farther
a little bit harder
let’s do things you’d never think to tell your father
your mom already hates me
but it's not approval that i'm after
not the girl you love but you simply have to have her
***** life changing
anti gun
pro finger blaster
i don't know who or when or why we wrote this...... but Nice
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