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  • I Can’t Say a Word

    I Can’t Say a Word

    A twisted thought of hers just let the softness come in let the skin to skin properties bury the feelings we try and hide. From the start she walked in a way that meant something else, a heavy pulse breathing finding it hard to swallow the girl I’m sure meant well if only she knew…

  • Soft Shell

    Soft Shell

    The morning hook reaching in and underneath she slips to her favorite position, her soft shell is strong enough to hold both of them. This position of theirs has been working for centuries. She holds tightly to the sides interwoven and locked this is their first time and her generous want is overflowing. tiny twisted…

  • Strings and Chains

    Strings and Chains

    Even if I were the one diagnosed with something epic, instead of a girl in Hawaii I guess I’d still ask if you wanted to write to me for however long it took me to rearrange my life. Today I guess I’m ready to listen to your diagnosis I’ll probably stop you 50 times or…

  • Beauty Star

    Beauty Star

    There are very few that are as colorful as you, sure, we could try and scrub it off it’s no use really we’d only make your skin raw. Yesterday when we were quarantined we laid in the tub, celebrating, our entangled body parts were a site to enjoy. It was easy enough though to naturally…

  • A Kiss in the Rain

    A Kiss in the Rain

    Over there in the rain the girl was pinned properly of course, against coarse fence boards being kissed hard like this, as if, this was her one and only chance. Temptation poured down over them against a late night hour before the end of a shift. Headlights never mattered they were blind to the outside…