Home soon

Home soon

Home soon I want to come home, you. Instead of heading to a house, alone. I have all practical things And things I need None compared to drifting asleep With you next to me. Dreams could be fallacies All more reasons your actuality Is my hunger I always will Need Filled. And politely I ask silently with same eyes that undress you With intense want to give Pleasure, Stay tonight. And morning sunlight Feels different with Your warmth Clothing my naked Body in kind. Hearing you breathe You are still asleep My soul knows What it feels being whole, alive. Delicately I kiss, Forehead, closed eyes, Your lips, this is more beautiful than Watching sunrise. You smile, you are awake You open your eyes, my heavenly Blue skies. Today is another day Better because I awoke at home, you beside.

Cloverleaf field

Life once cycled through a flow of tomorrows. I stole the chance to make your adventure as sweet and memorable as could be. Merry mercy go around carousel. This was not at all a repeating circle of you and me. Our adventures are unpinned places because where we go never matters. The company we bring is the best part of you and me. What I give to see you, to go whatever direction you are in; anything. The silences between do not survive the regiment of my one heart army with the splendor, adoring melodies. Exhale, I breathe. I want you constantly, beautifully being reminded that in this world where impossibility means nothing… that you are purest aphrodisiac, kindest peace and comfort that which my soul claims as necessity. Each given day, each one of them I lay, lie, even wake on hope that I can somehow contribute to some, maybe not all parts of you feeling whole, complete. To me, one smile from you, to me, is a chapter of history that I do not need to reread. Because I rise to the occasion to make you smile all over again. I want to be the worthy part of every moment of your life that feels more insightful than some fortune cookie proverb. To be the strength you know will be there when you need to be caught. To be a part of you that will bend to mend any part you need to hear you breathe lively all over and again.

Collective thoughts

Collective thoughts I believed myself to be damaged piece, puzzle incomplete. Like part of malice nature’s weak personality. There was no abbreviation for me. I was that weight on someone’s heart when things went wrong. The painful tears of memories brought from that one song. A crumbled up paper with the realization of how to move forward took too long. The choice that was past the last one. I use to think that balance to everything was off because I simply existed. Never to be trusted to be someone’s “fix it.” My heart begged and begged me to see, that I was causing no one misery. But how could I know if even when I opened my eyes I still felt the same? Sad, tired of being alive. Not knowing who to go to trust with these thoughts in my mind. So I kept living with meshed thoughts that would never allow to filter good thoughts through. I dealt every morning as another point I would misunderstand the beauty in the worldview. And as my thoughts would explode and collide I felt the more I was lost the more I became kind. Slowly gears turned in my soul. I stopped making things about me and began tackling the world bold. I still got hurt but felt I melted to become new mold. Being different now and willing to listen, wanting to understand. The world still lonely even with all weight on me I now wanted life. I felt I could. Believing, I can.

Stillness - Pg#4 - Let me untangle your knots

Let me untangle your knots Book 8 - Page 4-5 Awaken you, picked you. You are perfect wine. One of one. New peaks for me to reach. You are divinity. We can talk after. Right now you are what I have been after. You are soft touch with breath of fresh air. I know what I feel with a single touch. I know what I see when our eyes meet. You need release. I earn your undress. Patience has left me. I rip your leggings attempting to cling. I smile, enamored with your scent. I need your taste to never be forgotten. I need to be inside you. Tongue first, drinking the cure. The calm and strength to my beast. You are loud. Music to me. I follow the flow to your music notes. Led with no resting beat. In this very moment this song is yours. Created with me. You need. You want more. You want fulfillment. You want to be catching air. With a smile on your face matching me. I give you all. I do not stop. I do not need to stop. I fill you with desire upon desire. Like a dream you woke up to. Like a dream you fell into lovingly. Laying beside you. My arms wrapped onto you. I feel you breathing, you holding onto me. I kiss your neck, tell you to rest however long. I need you ready again soon. Create more incredible kinetic energy. Take you where you belong to be, needed. I will take you there anytime you want it with me.

Stillness - Pg#3 - A rise in her sighs

A rise in her sighs Book 8 - Page 3 The quality of experience you deserve. Gentle rune shape like raindrops, warm filled. Different, needed, wanting. I will feed you and fill you complete. And when you run on empty, tell me so I can journey to you or have you come to me. In my arms as you fade in a state of relaxation, as you sigh in peace, you will know I mean what I mean. Pleasure memories for you to keep, intimate loving touches. Touching you, creating release, creating moments where you are everything. Every night before we meet, think, know, your body has yet to be explored by me. When that moment happens you will know a new rise to your deserving given pleasuring.