Submissions by shadow_starzzz
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Tediferous
I want you to know the man I see.
He amazes me, and his heart is a gentle hummingbird.
The taste of his love, is akin to fire in my soul.
His hands are soft and silky like taffeta as he traverses the curves in my grooves as if he were mining treasure from within the tectonic shifts, of our ever evolving bond.
He is intelligent, kind, and softly spoken.
His kiss, a lingering promise of soft whispers that calm my inner chaos. His touch, the balm to my unspoken complexity in...
He amazes me, and his heart is a gentle hummingbird.
The taste of his love, is akin to fire in my soul.
His hands are soft and silky like taffeta as he traverses the curves in my grooves as if he were mining treasure from within the tectonic shifts, of our ever evolving bond.
He is intelligent, kind, and softly spoken.
His kiss, a lingering promise of soft whispers that calm my inner chaos. His touch, the balm to my unspoken complexity in...
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Hapaxanthous
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Tenure
Delicate thoughts of you swirled from dusk to dawn, seeking to blossom beyond the seedling we each chose to nurture, in the depth of premise and bonds that bound me, to you.
A free flow of consciousness, founded upon the bindings of ones heart, threaded between the fragility of souls as our feverish pulse elevated us to heightened places.
Being immersed in your presence is to kneel before you, and seek the guidance of your touch to solidify a place within your heart.
Is it a crime, where the motion forthcoming informs us both of where you stand, before me, and...
A free flow of consciousness, founded upon the bindings of ones heart, threaded between the fragility of souls as our feverish pulse elevated us to heightened places.
Being immersed in your presence is to kneel before you, and seek the guidance of your touch to solidify a place within your heart.
Is it a crime, where the motion forthcoming informs us both of where you stand, before me, and...
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Somedays
Somedays, it's easy to linger in the depths of rememberance.
In between the spaces of grief, and maybe happiness, transitioning through fickle moments, where giving and taking resembles a need, and desire to seek more of that which nourishes, beyond the confines of space and time.
In the vortex of the unknown, a memory that strums upon soul, yet grates upon my heart, whilst the mind processes and unfolds to reconcile, in forgiveness and peace, to savour and cherish all that once meant something, other than nothing.
Everything and in between, motions...
In between the spaces of grief, and maybe happiness, transitioning through fickle moments, where giving and taking resembles a need, and desire to seek more of that which nourishes, beyond the confines of space and time.
In the vortex of the unknown, a memory that strums upon soul, yet grates upon my heart, whilst the mind processes and unfolds to reconcile, in forgiveness and peace, to savour and cherish all that once meant something, other than nothing.
Everything and in between, motions...
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Essence
The path of true love is akin to strolling down an old dirt road in the woods, sometimes finding clarity amongst the rustling leaves of tall tall trees, or stuck seeking the clarity in a muddied body of water, the existing polarities represent the journey, and each time the wind blows upon my face, I think of you in the depths of me.
I found strength in your admissions and visions, quietly reflecting in a place where your grace emerges, and you continue to streak my mind with the beauty of such luminous exquisite blends, where the realisation of passions devotion, have been...
I found strength in your admissions and visions, quietly reflecting in a place where your grace emerges, and you continue to streak my mind with the beauty of such luminous exquisite blends, where the realisation of passions devotion, have been...
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Nature
When I'm immersed in the tranquility of nature, thoughts of you drift across my mind.
Thoughts of us, naked and baring ourselves to one another as you consume me while we frolic underneath the sunshine, invading my dreams, until I'm torn at the seams.
Thoughts of you, growing hard and strong around my fingers as I grip your thick rock hard cock tightly, and massage you intently, before kissing and licking the head of your majestic hardness.
Just, the look in your eyes, would captivate me. The mere thought of having you like that, leaves me...
Thoughts of us, naked and baring ourselves to one another as you consume me while we frolic underneath the sunshine, invading my dreams, until I'm torn at the seams.
Thoughts of you, growing hard and strong around my fingers as I grip your thick rock hard cock tightly, and massage you intently, before kissing and licking the head of your majestic hardness.
Just, the look in your eyes, would captivate me. The mere thought of having you like that, leaves me...
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Illapse
I remember the hundreds of wreaths of flowers, flowers that were in full bloom signifying the love that had just collapsed.
I was fixated on the beauty and softness of each petal in an attempt to avert the numbness that was forthcoming from the grief associated with those flowers, laid bare in profound elegance, much like the beloved I once loved that became still, motionless, and breathless.
I stood on the edge of that chasm but never fully allowed myself to grieve as I'm not intimately aquaintained with the rustic sounds of grief & sympathy, even as my lips...
I was fixated on the beauty and softness of each petal in an attempt to avert the numbness that was forthcoming from the grief associated with those flowers, laid bare in profound elegance, much like the beloved I once loved that became still, motionless, and breathless.
I stood on the edge of that chasm but never fully allowed myself to grieve as I'm not intimately aquaintained with the rustic sounds of grief & sympathy, even as my lips...
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Naked
Love, can be found in the little things that make your heart skip a beat. In the soft whispers in a crowded room that tells me I'm yours, and you're mine.
I imagine the look that's etched upon your face as you unzip my dress to find nothing but my bare flesh underneath as your fingertips trace the letters of your name upon the length of my spine whilst you pull and pinch upon my nipples until a deep sigh escapes my lips upon yours as we kiss away the remnants of each others pain.
Love, can be found in the innocence of your eyes as you tell me no lies, and I lay my heart...
I imagine the look that's etched upon your face as you unzip my dress to find nothing but my bare flesh underneath as your fingertips trace the letters of your name upon the length of my spine whilst you pull and pinch upon my nipples until a deep sigh escapes my lips upon yours as we kiss away the remnants of each others pain.
Love, can be found in the innocence of your eyes as you tell me no lies, and I lay my heart...
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Hennaed
You became the muse of my soul and the oracle of my heart, even though we're oceans apart as you're written all over my heart, like henna blossoms.
Your beauty transcends all, above and beyond, and I still hum canticles in the dark with the hope that they find you, yearning for me as I ache for you.
You're like an untouched sunset, unseen but familiar at the same time as you radiate the blending of hues that provide light upon the dawning of a new day.
I'm most beautiful when I'm in love with you, and delicately shedding my insecurities like a cheap...
Your beauty transcends all, above and beyond, and I still hum canticles in the dark with the hope that they find you, yearning for me as I ache for you.
You're like an untouched sunset, unseen but familiar at the same time as you radiate the blending of hues that provide light upon the dawning of a new day.
I'm most beautiful when I'm in love with you, and delicately shedding my insecurities like a cheap...
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Immortelle
Sometimes, I can trace the curve on your lips with my tongue, but logic comes waltzing into the scenario and taints my vision of you as you're wrapped around me tightly, like a vine.
Forgetting, would be the easy way out but my heart and soul is oft at war with my mind.
So, I linger in those unspoken moments in the hope of catching another glimpse of you, and the transluscent threads that keep my heart bound to yours because I know that good men, are rarely perfect.
Your imperfections are equivalent to the impurities that taint me, and my heart...
Forgetting, would be the easy way out but my heart and soul is oft at war with my mind.
So, I linger in those unspoken moments in the hope of catching another glimpse of you, and the transluscent threads that keep my heart bound to yours because I know that good men, are rarely perfect.
Your imperfections are equivalent to the impurities that taint me, and my heart...
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Propinquity
The way you watch my fingers dance upon my swollen bud triggers your deviant art, and the smile that graces your lips as you watch the way you leave me gaping as you bury yourself in utopia, leaves me submerged until I kiss the length and width of your divinity, while you taste the meshing of our wilderness upon my lips, flicking the pages of our erotica until bliss is sprawled across our lustrated sheets, and a gentle ache pulsates in unison as you leave me aching for more of you.
Blessing you with the warmth of my lips as I scribble my name upon the head of your hardened soft...
Blessing you with the warmth of my lips as I scribble my name upon the head of your hardened soft...
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Fire
We never truly understand the fire in our belly until it's reduced to embers, and kindled with the softness of ones kiss to find the bliss that envelopes your heart & soul when you actualise the way you feel about the one that sets your heart & soul ablaze.
Its found in subtle moments when soft whispers are exchanged between lovers as one plunges into the depths of another whilst dancing fingertips linger upon ones hips as you feel the warmth of his breath, and your body responds by translating a dialect that only you can understand.
When the universe springs...
Its found in subtle moments when soft whispers are exchanged between lovers as one plunges into the depths of another whilst dancing fingertips linger upon ones hips as you feel the warmth of his breath, and your body responds by translating a dialect that only you can understand.
When the universe springs...
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