Ciara

fingers to feeling

show me your appetite, start with the tip of your tongue to taste then bring full palette to develop your senses. use your curiosity baby. fingers to feel, eyes to discover, lips to indulge. do this for me. find yourself, slow and sweet like honey dripping down my spine to soak my center deep withContinue reading “fingers to feeling”

Untitled

Give me something to breathe in. Something deeper than just the smell and taste of your skin. I want something to reach for. Want more than sweet vibrations that cascade around my body. Play me a sweet sound. Skin on skin, iridescent in sweat and saliva. Bring me your kaleidoscope that bleeds colors so deepContinue reading “Untitled”

you’re somewhere

I want someone that wants me always. No matter the difficulties, no matter the bridge to cross. I want someone that’s not afraid of their burning desires. Eagerly taking big steps to find the light at the end of an unknown tunnel. I want to find and see and touch that bravery. You are real,Continue reading “you’re somewhere”

for good measure

you remembered who i am, didn’t you? not just an object of exploration, but a reality with ties. life loves to deliver us reminders. notes dropped in a hat box full of possibilities. all those hats just keep hiding, quietly. patiently. you don’t know the potential do you? i’ll still wait for you to crackContinue reading “for good measure”

enraptured

here i go again. i’m so enthralled with curiosity. and lust. and need. i want to jump in your waters and see how deep i can swim. driven by pure physical notions that ride the brink how heaven you are, i’m just feeling you out.

untitled entity

give me foresight as i find myself in front of a once locked door now swung wide open, i’ve become immediately enthralled with your newness and curious enough to decide to step inside and see whats to discover. its vulnerable i present to you the possibilities of peeling away layers, desperate in lust and wantingContinue reading “untitled entity”

let it last

simulative fingers feel pain, as you hear your own heart beat, as you imagine crawling… climbing up and out. you stop. you look down at your own hands as they hold each other, wrapping each other, soothing each other, as if your knuckles would have been bleeding. you sit. what an imaginative world we play.Continue reading “let it last”

the end that meets a beginning

it’s the funny sound that the fan makes when you’re right below it. a sweet pitched twitch that lets you hear maneuver. that quiet reminder you’re only a vibration with electric matter. you. are. electric, baby. and i want to give you my plug.

pistol

this heat inspires a pistol on fire delicate in a cutting frame. and you know i can blame no one else but me. on a pedestal of fabric, make the aches grow weary make your parts work for me. oh god what can i become. i enjoy this movement too much. hopeless soul may neverContinue reading “pistol”

we

we move in slow motion with built up behavior that leaves us nothing but confusion and desire. we slip through dark nights hiding the fire that melts us together. we fall into silence, these moments with eyes connected and blooming all the need all the denial all the question of what should be’s and couldContinue reading “we”