Our fatal attraction is common What we have common is pain Pain from prison yards Pain in between rehab walls Pain behind the mind's bars
that night I wore a royal blue neglige and dagger heels to kill negligent to his history, seduced by the mystery I screwed him on the kitchen floor sensations so loud the tenants downstairs banged their ceiling to ground our high they must have been relieved when the lube bottle went dry
For our first Date we met Up and fucked It was a trill chill After I left I couldn't help Wondering about The man behind The tongue
I'm very new to butt play, and for me it's kind of like learning a new language. I'm not perfect at distinguishing what feels good or isolating specifics when something is inside me. But what I do know is I very much enjoy sensations on top of sensations, the more the better. My DP experience … Continue reading I finally know what it’s like to be DP’d
Suddenly I was slipping Take charge tendencies Ignited in technicolor the steering wheel became fire
There’s something magical in the way music rearranges physics With the right song, you can exchange repressed reality for waking moments in a vivid and continuous dream. Purely unscientific, there’s a natural mystic, a trance-like toxin to sound The music is immense soul-altering, reality sculpting, time means nothing music grinds on its hands, sways in … Continue reading Song Series, Vol 1.
When you love You are uniquely vulnerable You lay claim to a man like A queen claims a nation You crave his flesh, his affection, his unyielding devotion Nothing quite prepares you for the moment he turns his back The moment he checks his watch He’s set time free — cutting the bounds You both … Continue reading Time Races Forward