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“La Petite Mort”

Slowly, it built, then all at once. Until my back was arching off the bed, head thrown back, neck straining, wrist coming to my mouth to muffle the sounds.

As a deep pink flush worked its way down my body from the tops of my cheeks, down my neck, over my chest and torso and beyond…

Until I was offering you everything and drawing you closer with every move, every caress of my ever eager hands and mouth.

Every gasping breath, moan, and whimper of longing, leading to this one moment of almost painful bliss.

The color fading from my vision, sounds fading away as if I’m deaf, yet I can see, hear and feel it all so exquisitely.

I feel as if I’m dying but also that I am reborn. Alive, in the way that makes me want to drag my mouth over your skin in sweet thanks…kill me again won’t you lover? From now until our end.

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Moon Love

Could you be mine? More importantly do you wish it were so? Mine to love, to cherish, to adore in a way that I do not with others. Because you would simply be more to me than they could ever imagine.  

Perhaps you do, perhaps you don’t. Maybe you have been burned so many times that the flame inside you is barely a flicker now. Let me be your kerosene and we shall burn together. 

Not as the sun burns…No. Burn with me as the moon does each night whether the stars are there to witness its beauty or not. Burn with me not as the sun which can cause injury. But as the moon in its infinite beauty and mystery. 

The moon is so freeing and soothing. It’s warm but cool glow casting shadows and revealing the parts we keep hidden during the long, weary days. Even the stars cannot compare despite their numbers. 

Show me that like the moon no other can compare to you. No star or person on earth can touch what you could be to me. Could you be mine? More importantly do you wish it were so? 

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There were times I looked at him in wonder and times I looked at him and wondered.

I looked at him in wonder always for the man he was. So capable and beautiful. So smart and assured.

I looked at him and wondered what the future held. If our love would hold true. What he saw in me.

There were times I looked at him in wonder and times I looked at him and wondered.

I looked at him in wonder for the way he worked, took care of those he loved and strived for the life he wanted.

I looked at him and wondered where I fit sometimes. What my role would be and how I could support him.

I looked at him with all the love I knew to give and some I didn’t know I possessed. And I had little hope of surviving it intact, but knew I wouldn’t let him go unless he asked.

It didn’t really matter anymore the timing of it all. I knew I’d survive. I was a born fighter even though people forgot that. I’d survived worse. I’d survive this if it came to it. But I’d never be the same. And he’d always own a piece of my heart and I would never be the same regardless of the end.

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Distance Between

Being apart is a constant ache, a phantom pain, my body is my own and so is my mind, but you consume me so completely…


My heart may be in my body but you possess it so fully, there are times I am sure you must have it displayed in your hands.


My mind is so filled with your image and presence that there are times, especially in the quiet of the night that I can think of little, if anything else but you.


My lungs may breathe air as just another function, but the thought of you can make it leave on a gasp of longing, and for just a moment it leaves utter stillness. No air, just you.


I long to see your face, to hear your voice, for the moment when distance no longer separates us and I can look with joy upon you and know how sweetly you are mine as I am yours.


For the time when there is no end or beginning between us, when words are not always necessary but we speak a language all our own.


For the moment when the ache will cease as your head lays on the pillow next to mine, our hands intertwined, and that moment of bliss washes away what came before.


One day…

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You spoke and I sank…

Deep into your words, they filled me from the ground up and I blossomed


I fell into your voice…

As if it were the last sound I’d ever hear and I couldn’t bear the thought of such despair


I drowned…

When I looked upon your masculinity, you flooded into me without reason and I choked on your beauty


I lost…

Myself in you, in the words you spoke, in the things you said, in the ways you made me vulnerable


I found…

Myself in you, in the words you spoke, in the things you said, no one treasures me better


I long…

For you to be pressed against me, your mouth, your skin, your soul


I crave…

Your affections, your arms around me, your




I desire…

You in the simplest and wickedest of ways, pressed close and all around me, until there is no end or beginning 


I was swept…

Away into your heart, as you are in mine, no words can define what you make me feel


I choose….

You, today and all of my tomorrows, you are my conscious choice

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Beauty and the Soul

Beauty and the Soul

She was beauty itself, she wore her sexuality like a cloak of the finest silk that everyone wanted to touch.
She brushed against many, teasing, taunting in her loveliness but few would know the bliss of her embrace, her lips and hands on them.
Many tried to grasp at her, tried to tear at her being and essence, but all failed, for it was as I said.
Her sexuality was merely a cloak that hid the magnificence of her soul, a soul the world would never be fully ready for.
I had never witnessed someone like her, and I never would again. She burned like the brightest of fires, but was a gentle caress of the sweetest nature.
One day she will remove her cloak, still fully intact from the greedy hands and eyes around her and give herself to the one that always saw what it was.
One day, someone will finally be worthy of a queen…
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Come to Me…

Come to me and lose yourself,

In words that never end


Come to me and lose yourself,

In a place where life begins


Come to me in waves,

That drown out the demons of my soul


Come to me in waves,

So I can make you whole again


Come to me in skin,

So I can feel you bare and touch every part of you


Come to me in skin, 

Bare me to your gaze and make me whole again


And if…if you find you can’t come to me, whisper softly across the distance and I will come to you, to make us whole again…

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A Man

There was a man who made the breath rush through my lungs. 


Who made my heart beat fast, like it was trying to win the fight to be owned. 


There was a man who made me bite back a moan at the touch of his lips. 


Who made me smile and laugh with his words. 


There was a man who I believed could do anything. 


Who was capable of anything and everything. 


There was a man I craved like a dark desire. 


Who I adored for the simplest pleasure of touching his skin, holding his hand in mine. 


There was a man I desired for his touch set me on fire and I wanted to burn. 


There was a man who was proud and kind. 


Who was handsome and smart.  


There was a man who’s laughter brought about my own. 


There was a man I loved….

Who I loved deeply with all that I knew to give. 


There was a man I adored…

Who I adored for all that he was and that I knew he would one day be. 


There is a man…


A man like you.