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"I remember watching the world from the safety and separation of a bus window. From a distance, they shine, just as stars do, and along the stretch and palisades they all lead to where you are. I forget hearing your voice as the bus travels farther down roads still unknown. Now, once more, I am here, listening, reaching out to you over eventide’s shadows. ‘Hurry.’ To your side, before the lights burst. And so we beat on restlessly against time, under the rain, racing to see if we can beat the sun, to prove that our lives can be different. And when that reality comes, quietly, come closer, whisper to me so we won’t ever forget that you and I will meet again, soon, always, in this lifetime."
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Nov 24, 2021
Nov 24, 2021 at 11:00 PM UTC
elysiancypher
A Foretelling
"I remember watching the world from the safety and separation of a bus window. From a distance, they shine, just as stars do, and along the stretch and palisades they all lead to where you are. I forget hearing your voice as the bus travels farther down roads still unknown. Now, once more, I am here, listening, reaching out to you over eventide’s shadows. ‘Hurry.’ To your side, before the lights burst. And so we beat on restlessly against time, under the rain, racing to see if we can beat the sun, to prove that our lives can be different. And when that reality comes, quietly, come closer, whisper to me so we won’t ever forget that you and I will meet again, soon, always, in this lifetime."
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"I hear you— your heartbeat against mine right down to my toes, arrested and captive by your sighs calling for me— Closer, come closer— Just right there, friction over static in each hot draw of breath, in each flick of our wrists, in wanton whispers of sweet nothings. Mine. Be mine. I feel you— I feel your wanting in the way your voice shakes as my name escapes your lips. Consume me. Thoroughly— enraptured as I am by your ecstasy; hands leaving nothing untouched, tongues leaving no inch untasted. Take me. Take me. I reach out, my very fingertips over the blurs of your incandescent cheeks, flushed wildly just as I open my mouth, narrate my desires, lick my lips to prepare for yours, past pixels— I want more. Keep your hungry eyes on me and your ears to my rapture. Give me more. I let go. Any and all inhibition lost in frantic thrusting of the hips. This craving, intoxicating, lightning running through my head. Pink. Blind ******* Coming. I’m ******* Let’s get lost in this high, the echoing symphonies of our lust harmonizing languidly to the feverish commands our shameless orchestra of sweating flesh performs, this duet— Yes, yes, YES— Our risqué masterpiece beyond the distance, our bodies shaking, our smiles satisfied. The postlude comes in sobering silence. I promise you: I’m the best you’ll ever have."
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Nov 24, 2021
Nov 24, 2021 at 10:57 PM UTC
elysiancypher
Mischievous Discord
"I hear you— your heartbeat against mine right down to my toes, arrested and captive by your sighs calling for me— Closer, come closer— Just right there, friction over static in each hot draw of breath, in each flick of our wrists, in wanton whispers of sweet nothings. Mine. Be mine. I feel you— I feel your wanting in the way your voice shakes as my name escapes your lips. Consume me. Thoroughly— enraptured as I am by your ecstasy; hands leaving nothing untouched, tongues leaving no inch untasted. Take me. Take me. I reach out, my very fingertips over the blurs of your incandescent cheeks, flushed wildly just as I open my mouth, narrate my desires, lick my lips to prepare for yours, past pixels— I want more. Keep your hungry eyes on me and your ears to my rapture. Give me more. I let go. Any and all inhibition lost in frantic thrusting of the hips. This craving, intoxicating, lightning running through my head. Pink. Blind ******* Coming. I’m ******* Let’s get lost in this high, the echoing symphonies of our lust harmonizing languidly to the feverish commands our shameless orchestra of sweating flesh performs, this duet— Yes, yes, YES— Our risqué masterpiece beyond the distance, our bodies shaking, our smiles satisfied. The postlude comes in sobering silence. I promise you: I’m the best you’ll ever have."
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