Submissions by Particles_Of_HerII
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
She gave me life...
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Published
2nd Jan 2024 11:24pm
2nd Jan 2024 11:24pm
this is what it looks like
when transparency trembles
upon a desert of scatter'd pillows..
skin teas'd and press'd against
cold yet comforting floorboards
..when gasps are too deep, too much
to be handl'd alone
upon a desert of scatter'd pillows..
skin teas'd and press'd against
cold yet comforting floorboards
..when gasps are too deep, too much
to be handl'd alone
#loneliness
#shadows
#emotional #sensual
#emotional #sensual
342 reads
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Published
13th Nov 2023 4:06am
13th Nov 2023 4:06am
Ginger ale and bourbon papercuts
I'd give anything to
be the euphoric lace
that pulls then
surround you
losing incremental
logic
mmgod how it
quivers|||||| even now
for reason(s) only
you know
taken by surprise
hidden unshar'd
parts of
myself emerges
my body would tell
exactly what I want
and need'd
from you .. ..
as my loving mast'r
I now understand
why you need'd to
hear these rhings
I Wan t Us...
be the euphoric lace
that pulls then
surround you
losing incremental
logic
mmgod how it
quivers|||||| even now
for reason(s) only
you know
taken by surprise
hidden unshar'd
parts of
myself emerges
my body would tell
exactly what I want
and need'd
from you .. ..
as my loving mast'r
I now understand
why you need'd to
hear these rhings
I Wan t Us...
#anxiety
#love
#erotic
#gratitude
#nostalgia
305 reads
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Published
3rd Oct 2023 6:51am
3rd Oct 2023 6:51am
Magis magisque satis est (more than enough)
"its almost humorous to
be born with a
language that’s hard
for others to hear
without .. nights are
cold yet setting my
mind on fire . .
words unfound'd
to describe our past,
present, or future (in)tense
when felt all at once.. .
when co/existing
simultaneously in each..
as if being touch'd by a
provocative lover
as if being touch'd by you
it's like an seeker of
blood honey,.
the warmest cum ever
felt pouring in deepest
parts of me..
..Just like a...
be born with a
language that’s hard
for others to hear
without .. nights are
cold yet setting my
mind on fire . .
words unfound'd
to describe our past,
present, or future (in)tense
when felt all at once.. .
when co/existing
simultaneously in each..
as if being touch'd by a
provocative lover
as if being touch'd by you
it's like an seeker of
blood honey,.
the warmest cum ever
felt pouring in deepest
parts of me..
..Just like a...
#storm
#emotions
#vulnerability
351 reads
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Published
24th Jun 2023 3:48pm
24th Jun 2023 3:48pm
do not call me by a word
"Where are the others .. the maps?
I've search but only found dimensional
me-s ....blanketed in scars and shivers,
mouths seal'd over by human leather
all wearing Sanskrit corsets .. .
discreetly plac'd on some private book-
shelf
love .. .you use'd to touch me between
absent flesh and bone"
What do we do with how beautiful it becomes..?quoted Howlings
I've search but only found dimensional
me-s ....blanketed in scars and shivers,
mouths seal'd over by human leather
all wearing Sanskrit corsets .. .
discreetly plac'd on some private book-
shelf
love .. .you use'd to touch me between
absent flesh and bone"
What do we do with how beautiful it becomes..?quoted Howlings
#love
#FeelingLost
573 reads
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Published
22nd Jun 2023 2:41pm
22nd Jun 2023 2:41pm
the unsent post cards,
"..I dreamt of being your most desired anomaly
yet maybe I was a stalker of your already
damag'd soul
- as a woman and not just any woman, I
wanted to be your private and unscripted
orgasm of life
..perhaps, there were times that made me
feel I was your deepest perspective of
acceptance, lying nak'd in the flesh, awaiting,
but was never given a chance
or was it the other way around?
just know how intolerable you were by being
painfully miss'd
I've kept moments of us in...
yet maybe I was a stalker of your already
damag'd soul
- as a woman and not just any woman, I
wanted to be your private and unscripted
orgasm of life
..perhaps, there were times that made me
feel I was your deepest perspective of
acceptance, lying nak'd in the flesh, awaiting,
but was never given a chance
or was it the other way around?
just know how intolerable you were by being
painfully miss'd
I've kept moments of us in...
#love
#depression
#honesty
#gratitude
#hurt
431 reads
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Published
8th Dec 2022 10:23pm
8th Dec 2022 10:23pm
a poem unfinish'd
in a sea of human footprints
and words' ..oft, loudly
uncomfortable
‘half comedy / half agony’
disturbing core elements
thusly it's a
castration of beauty...
seeking my one and only
haven where no'thing
else is allow'd
but to just be ..I hide away
bedaubed hair
a surrender of self emerges
expos'd by his nomadic hands
demanding a sum of my
deepest bits
always refreshing with him,
...
and words' ..oft, loudly
uncomfortable
‘half comedy / half agony’
disturbing core elements
thusly it's a
castration of beauty...
seeking my one and only
haven where no'thing
else is allow'd
but to just be ..I hide away
bedaubed hair
a surrender of self emerges
expos'd by his nomadic hands
demanding a sum of my
deepest bits
always refreshing with him,
...
#anxiety
#love
#LifeStruggles
#gratitude
#redemption
737 reads
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Published
4th Dec 2022 3:48pm
4th Dec 2022 3:48pm
faint heart
Observation, a sharing of aged dark maroon wine doused with a smidge of bourbon
:
a knee raises with distance from
the other, a rested finger on lips began moving
back / forth.
Let her see eyes of gaze with answers
of how I want her / what I will do to and for her.
and for moment she'd nestled against thoughts of a past lover's hold - - so I pull her whispers close, then closer
listened as words shattered within every other breath; I knew what I'd always known: she wasn't meant for the faint heart
"..I am not a clean...
:
a knee raises with distance from
the other, a rested finger on lips began moving
back / forth.
Let her see eyes of gaze with answers
of how I want her / what I will do to and for her.
and for moment she'd nestled against thoughts of a past lover's hold - - so I pull her whispers close, then closer
listened as words shattered within every other breath; I knew what I'd always known: she wasn't meant for the faint heart
"..I am not a clean...
#love
#grief
#acceptance
#IMissYou
#sensual
523 reads
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Published
20th Aug 2022 3:17pm
20th Aug 2022 3:17pm
The lady rambles
The darkness of night
utilizes synchronous
moments by
pronouncing my body
with kisses
and perspective
offerings for
the oculus of my soul
I am left with the most
beautifulest kind of
soreness"
On being reminiscent,
flooded with sensations of how
it felt to look at her without doubt,
highly curious / inquisitive yeah,
::Only to realize her very
essence resembled the
quantum (Bell) entanglement,oft
lacking traditional...
utilizes synchronous
moments by
pronouncing my body
with kisses
and perspective
offerings for
the oculus of my soul
I am left with the most
beautifulest kind of
soreness"
On being reminiscent,
flooded with sensations of how
it felt to look at her without doubt,
highly curious / inquisitive yeah,
::Only to realize her very
essence resembled the
quantum (Bell) entanglement,oft
lacking traditional...
#love
#beauty
#TruthOfLife
#passion
#StreamOfConsciousness
884 reads
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Published
27th Jun 2022 12:49pm
27th Jun 2022 12:49pm
for small lifetimes we carry beneath
It's not all about "willingness", it's about capacity
she had both with a triboelectric heart tethered to vines
this man's manna remember, remembers her aeonian spillage of selcouth beauty -like a plural ever present, ever near.
effortlessly it was to reciprocate firm devotion for
her ruthless tenderness as eyes of rain drench
me from above
and I did not refrain
she had both with a triboelectric heart tethered to vines
this man's manna remember, remembers her aeonian spillage of selcouth beauty -like a plural ever present, ever near.
effortlessly it was to reciprocate firm devotion for
her ruthless tenderness as eyes of rain drench
me from above
and I did not refrain
#love
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
#philosophical
#sexy
916 reads
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Published
17th Apr 2022 6:42am
17th Apr 2022 6:42am
_*_
un scolled, outlined in charcoal colored scarlet -
We'd made love within fissures of our soul,
misty condensation takes me in/wraps
around my harden sentiments as flesh is
sensually tongued, captured between her
teeth
"if I breathe.., I may break"
every inch and perimeter, her
bronze frame risen on the
horizon of my palms
mine all mine
...
We'd made love within fissures of our soul,
misty condensation takes me in/wraps
around my harden sentiments as flesh is
sensually tongued, captured between her
teeth
"if I breathe.., I may break"
every inch and perimeter, her
bronze frame risen on the
horizon of my palms
mine all mine
...
#love
#TruthOfLife
#memories
#support
#sensual
963 reads
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Published
6th Apr 2022 3:37am
6th Apr 2022 3:37am
let's pine a bit
On d a n c i ng
outside our epithelium spheres
of
plaid flesh
______(over)
tattered bone
summoning response to
respond to my painfully
sweet infliction
that love
"is not discarded" fruit
collected within jars of
ourselves
"T'is us, what we are and between the both.. it was no longer a want but a need" -Noire Rose (Howling)
-':to become: is a...
outside our epithelium spheres
of
plaid flesh
______(over)
tattered bone
summoning response to
respond to my painfully
sweet infliction
that love
"is not discarded" fruit
collected within jars of
ourselves
"T'is us, what we are and between the both.. it was no longer a want but a need" -Noire Rose (Howling)
-':to become: is a...
#love
#escape
#healing
825 reads
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Published
28th Feb 2022 00:48am
28th Feb 2022 00:48am
~
..Words from lips are little paper gods so easily torn away, stolen and changed. .I'd rather show you, your meaning to me - Noire Rose (Howlings)
submerged in russian doll
tragedies not meant for
the faint of heart, yet, too
much for one sensitive
soul, to face alone
by the looks of her silence,
one would never
on continual attempt to
reconnect with life and the
relativity to others despite
occurrences
It wasn't - it wasn’t easy ...
submerged in russian doll
tragedies not meant for
the faint of heart, yet, too
much for one sensitive
soul, to face alone
by the looks of her silence,
one would never
on continual attempt to
reconnect with life and the
relativity to others despite
occurrences
It wasn't - it wasn’t easy ...
#ILoveYou
#support
#IMissYou
#responsibility
#determination
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