ache – Ciara Ashley Johnson

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”

5207

the afternoon came along with the ache of your absence. i miss you now. more in this moment than i have in the months passed. this afternoon found me tired. and i just wanted to call you. i wanted to hear you call me your baby. but i can’t, just like i can’t seem toContinue reading “5207”

hung up

hung up my bets in the bedsheets lustfully crawling knee by knee, hand by hand straight to your favor. the chillness in the air encourages sweat and the touch of your hand causes goosebumps covering my entire body, i flex in the caress of your fingertips. and happily i look at you, eager to please.Continue reading “hung up”

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scattered on the floor, legs bare eyes closed, i lose my sense in images. the warm glow of light supports my every move a lustful crawl to get closer to you. be my naughty moment. be everything be nothing i can have. for you, i’ll bare all of me.

keep me sharp…

… lover. take good care of my instinct don’t let me let go of my fire. bring me all that newness i call desire bring it to me for however long i may keep you. and when you release all that we feel i’ll keep it safe in my vein. this certain heat has becomeContinue reading “keep me sharp…”

caught

i caught that. found your hard side, slipped through my cracks like water, it did. and you meant none of it, i know. but i caught it. it slid down my chest, right into my belly. easy with the balloons that were already there. caused breathlessness. my likeness. and i can’t tell you. paranoia. learnedContinue reading “caught”