Wandering & Wondering

Love

  • Master Teacher

    Baby, who taught you how to love? Loss… *written by MAJH

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  • July 19, 2018

    My heart expanded I followed my third eye because there was no obstacle in acceptance of who I am I saw you. Fully. You exposed your flaws to allow me the space to say no. But I couldn’t. I submitted because I felt no fear. Only excitement. No questions. It was effortlessly easy to consent

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  • Yearnings

    I want to Ink my name across your lips Imprint my love across your chest Transcribe my soul across your dick  

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  • A Recollection

    That look. That fucking look. Literally I masturbate to memories of THAT look with my vibrator on my clit hoping I cum hard and fast but remebering how you just made me cum hard Yeah you smug bastard. You know the one I mean. The one eye over your glasses with your one eyebrow and

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  • Transformation

    Much respect to bell hooks, but she has it wrong. At it’s core, aren’t love’s extremes are a violent vortex of peace and of passion? Violent emotions that exist perfectly balanced in the chaos of paradox. Violence that makes us act irrationally – willing to give up our lives to protect those we love or

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  • Frustrated Still

    I couldn’t shake the feeling that something big was on the horizon. I couldn’t understand why I felt the need to remember. To go back and reread old emails, notes, letters from formers. To remember his smile, the way he laughed and his voice which to this day still makes me shiver remembering how he

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  • Fireworks

    I know that I have been slacking on this blog and I apologize. Many things eat up time and space. Here is something I was thinking about while watching the fireworks last Friday. Do I want my love to be like fireworks loud explosions of color announcing their arrival to everyone ooooohhhh, aaaaaahhhhh oh how

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