Kept awake long hours by idle thought. There seems to be no rest for a mind that is fraught. Sleep comes and goes, and never lasts for long, And yet, to my knowledge, nothing is wrong. That doesn't stop my brain, though, from thinking the worst, Reliving past failures, and believing I'm cursed. Countless 2am … Continue reading Idle Thought
Mining my malaise Attempting to find some gold To quarry this June.
Feel so inspired Like your penis is my muse The words tumble out.
kisses hot and slow, desperate tongues intertwine. I've missed this so much. 🐞 fingers in my hair, whispered words breathed in my ear: "been thinking of you." 🐞 start to unbutton. shed clothing and pretences. tonight is for us. 🐞 lay me on the bed. let your tongue trace my body. you're so good, my … Continue reading Anatomy of a Brief Reunion (as told through haiku)
Here I am again, Inspired On fire. The serpent coiled at the base of my spine Has awoken, and is rising. Kundalini, Shiva and Shakti, Potent energy that courses through The Cosmic and Corporeal. Sexual, And textual, Muse, mother and lover. So long asleep, dormant, hidden. Now, coming to life, Sparking like a firework.
When gettin' nude, and gettin' rude Don't be a rube, enjoy some boobs.
Strawberry dream, Succulent, sweet and sticky. The sensation of seeds against my tongue. 🍓 Luscious, delicious, Full, fat, flavoursome. A heady rush to the senses. 🍓 Cream on my lips, Sugary, smooth, supple The milky kiss of summer seasons. 🍓 Strawberries and cream, Like a Wimbledon Summer dream, That sweeps and soars behind somnolent eyes. … Continue reading A Wimbledon Summer Dream