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Divergent, Veronica Roth.

‘I have something to tell you.’ He says

I run my fingers along the tendons along his hand and look back at him.

‘I might be in love with you’ he smiles a little. 137 more words

Creative Writing

Soul Dances On My Naked Breast

Laid open,
Bare,
Butterflied,
Naked to you,
You turn away.

Too busy,
Too tired,
Too much work,
Too full and lazy,
Not enough.

More than this:
I need more than this.

Poetry

When We Talk About Love

Healing is sealed with a kiss.
The action, the verb, the bond, is
stuck in the thrust of hips,
the awe in physical pleasure;
fingers running down your sides… 75 more words

Poetry

Love

November 28, 2014

Love

it’s a thing most desired
elusive and rare
it is hoped
wished
and fought for
a thing
most coveted
and sought for… 125 more words

Creative Writing

Desire and Hunger

As the sun will set tonight
We will see the hope in her eyes
Through all the noise of yesterday her dreams will make it right… 173 more words

Prose

The need for a Femme mentor

Over the last weeks or months I have really begun to feel it necessary to have a Femme mentor- an older Femme Lesbian who has been through it all and seen it all and can pass pertinent information.  1,011 more words

Body Issues

poetic vice

subtle becomes the air as though it is not of need
a softness through the movement of time
a beauty of Venus seems to have breached my sense… 62 more words