Slip the curtains
from their tethers
and draw your focus
from the hills;
to us, here,
to this moment
right now, feels…
Slip your hands
from the nape of
my neck, to my face;
then, follow the curve
of my …
I yearn to
breathe you in,
savour the slow
amber-entwined inhale…
feel you move
through, over
my body’s
every hill
and dale
then, on
butterscotch-breath,
the length and depth
of all of me,
lets you…
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Fantastic video about Light.
I need to feel the rush of needing to be nude. I enjoyed being a part of light and shade, of composition, of contributing to someone’s creativity, while pushing my own confines of comfort.
IT lurks beside your dreams, beneath the shaded garments;
Blankets strewn and hanging; they form IT.
My heart! My heart is rapid for the first time! I love this book.
Stupid book! Sleep.
A pause.
Rest…
Above beating hearts race, tender whispers sound, flesh on flesh; touch to touch. Destitute rings below a hollow gong that has no sound. A silent scream etched in wood. And somewhere between young …
My life is a scream for help
Reality losing touch.
I plead for him, I tell him so
I loved him oh so much.