Tag Archives: desire

The Day They Met

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In that moment her brown eyes caught his
Eternity happened and
Two became one

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Between them
A world of desire yet unlived
Currents of lust never to be spoken(of)
Rose quietly

Subtle smiles framing their lower lips

* Long time no post :). I really wish I had a good reason for not posting or interacting like I want to, and I can say I am busy which is mostly true, but I also have not had the desire to write as much as I would like to…nevertheless, I am going to commit myself to writing again as much as I possibly can with hopes that it will start to get easier and better.

Thank you for always stopping by, I have missed interacting with everyone. I hope you are all doing great, have a great week…God bless.

Much love

Hypnotized

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I sit here in this single headspace
Entranced by your Augustness
Transfixed in time; my pulse is rising

My pulse is rising; rising fast with the outside temps
Soft thighs crossed in gentle submission to this masterful enchantment

I am hypnotized by your gentle strength and dark lust

BB (Bale Cafe)

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I will like to go to a café with you
On a mid-Wednesday morning like this
Sip on hot cocoa creamy smooth and brown as you
Nibble sweetly at bits of marble coffee cakes
Strawberry glaze staining my happy lips pink

 

*I was in the city on Sunday, and saw the name of a cute cafe, Bale Cafe, and this poem was born :)*

Write Me A Love Letter

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I wonder if you could write me a love letter
On this wind struck Sunday night
Ink of red oozing love on blue scented papers
Your handwriting speaking of your brash affection for me

Write me a love letter speaking volumes of your innermost thoughts
My essence consuming your waking dawn
Love perfectly tucked between I and you
Desire awakened as you seal and send off to me

Sunday And Tuesday’s Collision

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Your smell after that cold shower
Splashes your cologne’s musky scent
Into my heart’s weakest refrain
It awakens senses wisely buried
I can no longer help myself
As Sunday night rips into Tuesday’s unrest
Fatigue and warm desire subtly &softly collides