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Memories of passion,
sleepless nights,
bodies tangled,
lips locked,
skin,
laughter.
Can't get you out
of my head,
miss your voice,
miss your passion,
mmm you are quite,
unforgettable...
my muse!

So I will create you in pages,
to keep you alive..

1 1
2022-03-23

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4 9
2022-03-22

Your eyes
glide over me
like an autumnal sunset
dances over trees,

your kisses,
the poetic lyrics
that undress them,

and I,
too,
surrender
and sing
and succumb
to the music
of a moon
who knows
the secretive rapture
of nature.

4 6
2022-03-02

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10 16
2021-08-17

Rivers in my veins
and oceans in my heart,
a jackdaw's curiosity
tickled to the stars,
no endeavours
are pointless
though unkempt
they may be,
a love beyond time
marked to receive.
NOM NOM.

10 62
2021-02-10

Like children
at the
of late summer nights
with no curfews,
so too are we,
giddy to stay up
past bedtimes,
our lips breaking rules,
where we learn
each other
& tides
& birth
& death
& seasons
& desires
& rain,
our conversations
kissed by the moon.

3 6
2021-02-04

Mmmm
A lavish
Such a display
Most delectable feast
Cream splashed upon the flesh
Crimson bubbling from one's neck
My uncontrollable tongue slithering across your nape
My canines know no bounds

1 2
2020-11-04

Then a hail storm greeted us midway. I dared a hand out my window & met constant thorns, from which Tristan crowned me Champion of Wonder. The snow-like sand would be my reward after crystal deluge. 3

6 56
2020-08-05

We met through the book with a broken spine, arctic lights haloing each other's heads from opposite sides of the shelf. It was beautiful as a sun-teased ravine; & the whistling kettle behind made it home.

6 37
2020-06-09

He came to her during the devil's' hour & granted her vainest wish, promising to never sever their connection so long as it pleased.
"Are you sure you want this?" he asked.
"Yes," she said, extending her new wings.

4 22
2020-05-29

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13 19
2020-02-18

to have you
in languid repose,
bare and unblemished

lips
would gingerly taste
until ivory bared
hunger upon thought
and tongue

5 5
2020-01-08

It was an impulsive kiss
Under stars so cold
In the manic moment I knew
Our demise was foretold
You would leave on the wandering winds
Embrace your freedom at last
Escaping the ghosts we both conjured
In our dark & haunted past



8 13
2020-01-07

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11 17
2020-01-08

for :
This drink and my senses. Your blond hair glows silver as the moon in my Your rounded ears flow to a point when I'm not looking directly at them. My for dinner morphs.

3 4
2019-12-10

The end
was
that tug-of-war
need
in the rush
of
off-limits
and actionable offenses,
our favorite interaction,
a tizzy
of exuberance,
a textbook case
of juvenile
helplessness.

5 8
2019-11-26

Be fierce--
Pirouette
and twirl your tongue
down my belly,
and lick the wet tears
between my supple thighs
until a cry from my soul
is an exhale of breath
let into the night heat
like a symphony
of glittering stars
that swell
with the moon.

5 9
2019-09-18

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8 14
2019-07-16

I traced my consternation along the edge of the roof, imagining the city's landscape shifting the way Yoo Joon's face glitched on his avatar—feeling like a wild thing among that skyline, longing for a lost home never seen.

6 35
2019-07-09

I hope you remember me,
that you look at the sunrise
each morning
& see the color yellow,
a summer dress,
the twirl of the breeze
at its hem,
where koi fish danced
with only us,
& where,
even the sunset
couldn’t steal it.

8 16
2019-05-08