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Cdxxiv. seattle's best
lingering over my morning coffee: last night’s wet dream.… more →
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cdxxiv. seattle's best
wrote 3 years ago: lingering over my morning coffee: last night’s wet dream. … more →
cdxxii. geran
wrote 3 years ago: as anticipation fueled our days and lust kidnapped our nights with your many caresses, marking my bo … more →
cdxix. yousweetsexythangyou
wrote 3 years ago: i pierce you, my dick like a bayonet in your somnolent orifice, weary like me, hoping you pour out m … more →
cdxiv. yesterday's kiss
wrote 3 years ago: our bodies played hide and seek. your tongue probed my mouth, searching for yesterday’s kiss. … more →
cdix. like poets do
wrote 3 years ago: i try to write about our bodies moving in sensual unison and how the smell of your hair makes me cry … more →
cccxcix. upheaval
wrote 3 years ago: you said you wanted me to hold you. i rushed inside you instead. … more →
cccxcvi. pity
wrote 3 years ago: hands stroke under my sheets, drawing lost loves back to haunt. they piggyback old wants onto your c … more →
ccclxxxii. innocence
wrote 3 years ago: it’s kind of like learning to slip my briefs off so you can touch me–those little tricks … more →
ccclxxv. sex tonight
wrote 3 years ago: stop thinking. just follow what you need. that’s how the insects do it. … more →
ccclxxi. fig
wrote 3 years ago: if you weren’t the only tree around i probably wouldn’t be quite as attracted to you. bu … more →
ccclxiv. masturbation
wrote 3 years ago: drunk, i called you, my left hand, my old flame. … more →
cccxl. i have two bodies
wrote 3 years ago: the one you see and the one you do not see. i use one for buying groceries, the other for eating the … more →
cccxviii. broccoli or brussel sprouts?
wrote 3 years ago: the point really is, i wanted to say something profound about time and mirrors, but then i get so fa … more →
cclviii. you mark your territory, too
wrote 3 years ago: i, of course, remember you leaving your sexwear on the bed, white undergarments and the rest, and th … more →
ccxxxii. tantra
wrote 3 years ago: i have memories of me writing poetry on your inner thigh, and my fingers were guilty of lame stories … more →
ccxxvi. hidden
wrote 3 years ago: the tide may struggle but it can’t outrun this burning desire to be inside you. … more →
ccxvi. treble/bass
wrote 3 years ago: i remember that soft glow from the stereo. it was all that was left to light my explorations of your … more →
ccxii. cup
wrote 3 years ago: this single glance would be like a hand in between your thighs. … more →
ccxi. pillow talk
wrote 3 years ago: the geometry of your body is stored on my tongue. … more →
