when dawn ended, the sun spilled on my face soft in the pillows of you, the warmth shined in that space, it broke its way into that room. soaked me warmer than i already felt laying there close enough to feel you. eyes blinking, sleepily waking, feeling and touching. reaching further into you, reaching toContinue reading “in that sunbreak”
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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.
loveliest lover…
… i don’t know if i can ever let you go. stay with me. even if just for one day. let me breathe you. let me stare quietly in awe let me soak in the comfort that doesn’t belong to me. just stay, just this once.
easyeight
eyes close, i lay. your fingertips lightly touch my hip, my thigh this wave of sensation finds my toes and runs right up my spine. delicate in this aggravated way. you only tease me trying to please me. and with clenched fists grabbing tight on the fabric around me my backs arch gives nothing butContinue reading “easyeight”
let me
let me capture you. let me snuggle in your deepest thought. warm in your madness i call my own, let me be the darkness you hide in bring your senses to light. hold you close enough to feel inside me. let me buy time and fall apart for you.
every day…
… i am further than where i was. who’s coming with me?
7
you’re going to break my heart, aren’t you? the thing about love is that it can hurt. you don’t want it to, you hope it doesn’t, but it will. when two people connect and realize that they may be able to feed off each other beyond just understanding, you may realize that it’sContinue reading “7”
i feel…
… every heartbeat pulsing through my body. because of you.
untitled
on a dreary day. Overcast and cold to touch That’s where I found the core of a soft spot delicate to motion. Scared to keep sensitive This cool air made me nervous to change Anxious to operate Question my movement Plans seem inaccurate. Worrisome to ponder Weakened. I need to remember my strength. Let goContinue reading “untitled”
Ciara Ashley Johnson 