CraveI crave your hipbonesCrave
beneath my hands,
your pulsing skin
between my teeth.
I’m aching for proximity.
Hungering for your
eyes to flutter closed
against my cheek.
I’ll whisper eloquence
between kisses,
sing ballads while
your head rests
against me.
I’m all contact
and kinesthetic,
your slender hands
coaxing the beast in me.
Primal transgression
escapes from me,
and you withdraw
from my touch.
You’re the riddle
I always think I’ve solved.
But I’m left empty
Dream BoyBlue- gray orbs shine under glimmering starlight, ivory skin illuminates as pale moonlight washes over it. Coal dark hair flows like the silk it so closely resembles, a black river running until it stops just brushing masculine shoulders. The face, oh the face so impeccable in many ways, I’ve never seen anything quite so beautiful. Soft lush lips act as fleshy pillows, resting against them is like pure bliss in the making. Trailing down you see a body perfectly made to fit like a puzzle piece to mine, touch so soft like plush velvet. My entire being, body and soul, softens under your brilliant gaze, now the gentle deep voice speaks wordsDream Boy
Love DanceWhen I first saw my love, a flame of passion lit inside of me. Our eyes locked and it began. We tangoed to the music of primal flirtation, moved seductively to the rhythmic beat of unbridled lust, and stepped lightly to the soft ballads of love. Our bodies intertwined in barbaric motions that invoked pain and pleasure. Lips touching, teeth pulling, and hands roaming any area available. Tongues locked together in a vice-like hold. Panting, hearts beating like tribal drums as waves crash over us, as we come undone.Love Dance
My So Called LifeWalking through the park I thought about my pathetic life, all the shit I’ve been through and how I keep it all in to make other people happy. It’s a big sacrifice but I know for a fact that they wouldn’t look at me the same again if they actually knew how I really felt. I may seem like I don’t give a care in the world, and I like to try not to but it’s the hardest thing to do in life. I live my life inside my head seeing as I’m not allowed to live for real. I know my family cares but it’s partially there fault that I am this way. They’ve had me lying to people since I was in elementary school, even thoMy So Called Life
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