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 Double Penetration
I drop my head, close my eyes, rub my eyelids, exhale, and confetti flares from my nostrils Now when I cum I don't go anywhere There's no movement Orgasms devoid of tension My memory devastated Body amnesiac Completely blind to the mosaic pleasure has painted I drop my head, cover my eyes Exhale and confetti … Continue reading Confetti Cum
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.
I’m an observer, but I’m not judging Show me your darkness, your deviant, your divine I’ll put you to paper different than you are in your mind Show me chaos your build-up to the hurricane How majestic you are gathering things Searching for a flashlight like it’ll give you wings
power animal is the brand she faked it for so long that it finally stuck except with him with him there’s no hiding he slides down her shirt charting kisses like algorithms up her neck abstract to introduction their lips meet slippery and sweet and it rattles the ground she walks on forgetting Amy Cuddy, … Continue reading Power Animal
I shower at night to prepare for our sins God, I hate washing her off in the morning
It’s a quiet Sunday morning. The sun plunges in through the window, painting glow worms on your back. Shadows shift with your body, which jerks as you beat eggs. My eyes walk the teeth-marked train tracks trailing from the nape of your neck to your right shoulder. You place the bowl on the counter to … Continue reading Throbbing Veins & Belongings