Let me taste your cyanide Intimate garden between your thighs So wet from rain of aniticipation So wet as you descend from the sky And I glaze my tongue In your viscosity Your love and lust Your drive to rain Grasping for you Wanting for you You stifle the sentences Streaming from my mouth AndContinue reading “Bare Bones”
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Art House Tasteful
I’d love to have you Strip down And take photos of you Posing and exposed Unclothed bit by bit In black and white Lit up by lights On a stage to be free Ensnared intimately Dancing and moving By yourself so grooving Smiling for the camera Every bit so bright Tasteful It only tastes lessContinue reading “Art House Tasteful”
Lunarium In Return
Waking up next To a beautiful face She’s naked Covered by blankets And she’s Smiling at me Often wish it wouldn’t change Rolling out of bed Having coffee In the kitchen
Spa
Spa I hear it’s relaxing Getting naked And having a stranger Massage you And getting caked in mud Or green exfoliants While calm music Quietly plays But I wouldn’t know I’ve only heard of the people Who shed society for a moment And walk nude in hallways And it’s okay to them While they’re thereContinue reading “Spa”
Exposure
Exposure “Nothing. I don’t know. Sure. Go ahead.” These are some of the things you’ve said. Cutie pie. Can’t make up your mind. But it’s fine that you’re shy. You’re timid, and guarded, and so strong. Downright enviable how protected by yourself you are. How overwhelmed I am to know that your guard goes downContinue reading “Exposure”
