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RespectfullyDisrespect meForce me to all fours and call me a cum slut and how much you love cumming all over my facePush my back down to arch my ass higher while you tell me what a good little whore I am and how good I take your dickTell me how much you love how wet
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I missed my turn on the video game remembering your voice in my ear ordering me to breathe and spread wider while you touched me so lightly the smell of your cologne and toothpaste as you ordered me to hold it distracted by the memory of your voice I missed my turn again. I couldn’t
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I want to take it off This superhero costume Let me walk in gossamer kissed with the scent of rose and vanilla Pause this big, beautiful brain So I can rest Restoratively Not have to project manage you, you and you Because you can’t or won’t. It doesn’t matter which one Because I want to
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You always tie me up in knots until you tie me up in knots… Except you haven’t yet tied me in knots Now I’m all in my head wishing I was all in yours…
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It was the love story that was never meant to be. She was too old, too grey, too fat, used up, and whatever else the red pill mafia told her. Not that she believed it. But still certain insecurities weighed on her mind as she watched KermitCrashOut at 12:12am and understood Kermit’s need to alternate
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Let me walk around your darkness While I tan in the glow of your smile The thoughts behind your eyes when you spread me on display and stare so intensely, I leak for you I lounge in your light as your laughter sparkles across the sheets but I crave your murkiness your intrusive thoughts at
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The city moved past, her favorite pastime Watching the could be, what might be, the possibilities Of those lights, that room, this building, speeding the reflections of the river refracting in her mind what might be could she, would he, might be, the activities if she could keep her mind from wandering and wondering silence
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I leaned in just to lay my head on his shoulder and it gutted me the softness that I could lean in and rest and not have to think – I need your mind to respond – I need you to manage to be a trauma dumping ground – I need you to fix not
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They gnawed Fraying the rope between my heart and his Their teeth sharpened with doubt, fear and buried insecurities of “do I measure up?”
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Her knees were the first to go. Pinned to the wall, her legs already had limited movement as her pants around her ankles allowed her legs to spread just enough for the hand that was insistently moving inside of her pussy. She was held up by that hand and the pressure of his other hand
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Wandering & Wondering 