Submissions by shadow_starzzz
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Landscape
His inner landscape is kinetically and rhythmically divine as we merge prophetically.
Unhinged from the conformity of principality as he runs his hands upon my bare flesh, surveying to ascertain his anchorage point before he unleashes my senses, until I'm trembling and quivering all over him and he knows, deep down, that he has me right where he wants me
Our love, is fatalistic and the more he makes me gush upon his pulsations, the more I ache for him to invade my spaces with such a force, that tells me he could climb right inside me and remain beneath my skin as he...
Unhinged from the conformity of principality as he runs his hands upon my bare flesh, surveying to ascertain his anchorage point before he unleashes my senses, until I'm trembling and quivering all over him and he knows, deep down, that he has me right where he wants me
Our love, is fatalistic and the more he makes me gush upon his pulsations, the more I ache for him to invade my spaces with such a force, that tells me he could climb right inside me and remain beneath my skin as he...
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Messy
I can't do
love
but I know
how to fuck
and that's
about it.
He wonders
why
I'm unable
to sustain
our bond.
Truth
be told
he doesn't
know
how to
lie straight
in bed.
And she
has absolutely
no idea
what he
does
to me
for me
that makes
us
an us.
love
but I know
how to fuck
and that's
about it.
He wonders
why
I'm unable
to sustain
our bond.
Truth
be told
he doesn't
know
how to
lie straight
in bed.
And she
has absolutely
no idea
what he
does
to me
for me
that makes
us
an us.
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Uneasy
I thought I could walk away without looking back.
But.
Each time I create
some
distance
I feel the pull
of his heart
as he reels me
right back into
his.
I love the man
but he makes
me wanna
sink a bullet
right between
my eyes
to put me
outta my
misery.
But.
Each time I create
some
distance
I feel the pull
of his heart
as he reels me
right back into
his.
I love the man
but he makes
me wanna
sink a bullet
right between
my eyes
to put me
outta my
misery.
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Knotted
He lustrated me in the flickering flames of his heated baptismal waters as he traced the intricate folds of my lips with his tongue until he found the knot upon my swollen little bud.
Sipping upon the ripened deep cherry river that flows as the heat we generate rises and falls with each breath that he extracts as we temper the ebb and flow.
The way he forced me to the edge, and pulled me back into his breath left me breathless and all I could do, was abide by his e - motions, and the way in which he triggered the swell within the depths of my ocean as he hummed upon me...
Sipping upon the ripened deep cherry river that flows as the heat we generate rises and falls with each breath that he extracts as we temper the ebb and flow.
The way he forced me to the edge, and pulled me back into his breath left me breathless and all I could do, was abide by his e - motions, and the way in which he triggered the swell within the depths of my ocean as he hummed upon me...
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Untitled
I am too full of life... to be half loved by gamblers and ramblers who can't help but make you pay the price for some other whore that's mistreated them in their life.
Once you reach a certain age, that's all that's forthcoming; the bitter taste of ones past, knowingly and unknowingly.
It's my responsibility to not settle for a love, that's lukewarm.
Love, should be a raging fire that lingers between dawn and dusk, and everything in between. One, that's scorching, and singes the fringes of my psyche each time he's away from me. A subtle reminder that somewhere,...
Once you reach a certain age, that's all that's forthcoming; the bitter taste of ones past, knowingly and unknowingly.
It's my responsibility to not settle for a love, that's lukewarm.
Love, should be a raging fire that lingers between dawn and dusk, and everything in between. One, that's scorching, and singes the fringes of my psyche each time he's away from me. A subtle reminder that somewhere,...
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He says he's happy to stay home, and rest up for the day...
My love sends me off to work as he potters around the house, supposedly doing household chores and preparations for the warm meal that’ll greet me upon walking into our humble abode, later this evening.
Little does he know that every now and then, I check the live stream that I installed throughout the property to ascertain whether or not he cheats on me whilst I’m immersed in the corporate world earning a 6 digit income per annum to contribute to our comfortable lifestyle choices.
Hmm. That man mastered the art of driving a woman to the ends of the earth, in search of his...
Little does he know that every now and then, I check the live stream that I installed throughout the property to ascertain whether or not he cheats on me whilst I’m immersed in the corporate world earning a 6 digit income per annum to contribute to our comfortable lifestyle choices.
Hmm. That man mastered the art of driving a woman to the ends of the earth, in search of his...
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Dancing in the Dark
Even though
you're there
and
I'm here
when time
stops still
my heart and soul
dances
to the beating
that your heart
takes
when you doubt
the depth of my
affections
for you.
Affections
that belong
solely and wholly
to you
inspired
from the way
you make my heart
twirl
within the nature
of you.
you're there
and
I'm here
when time
stops still
my heart and soul
dances
to the beating
that your heart
takes
when you doubt
the depth of my
affections
for you.
Affections
that belong
solely and wholly
to you
inspired
from the way
you make my heart
twirl
within the nature
of you.
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Seasonal Love
You will never understand the way a woman needs to feel the softness of your heart, and you will never understand how you need to feel loved, and cherished for the whole being that you are.
All you know, is that you need to solidify yourself in the depths of another that twines herself upon you like a vine that blossoms in Spring, and all I know is that life isn't worth living without sharing the breath that contains your life force.
You will plant yourself in the depths of my bare cunt as my rib cage rubs against yours, knowing that I may have come from that very place,...
All you know, is that you need to solidify yourself in the depths of another that twines herself upon you like a vine that blossoms in Spring, and all I know is that life isn't worth living without sharing the breath that contains your life force.
You will plant yourself in the depths of my bare cunt as my rib cage rubs against yours, knowing that I may have come from that very place,...
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Silent Reverence
There are mysterious
subtle moments
in which we say nothing
as everything
that needs to be said
can be measured
in the way you make
my bare cunt glisten
and the way we touch
one another
as we fuck
the hurt away
until we’re basking
in the afterglow
of one another’s
radiance
and you finger
paint me
all over you
in various hues
whilst I pour
my heart
out to you
in silent reverence.
Those are the moments
that convince me
you’ll never leave
as you worship me wholly...
subtle moments
in which we say nothing
as everything
that needs to be said
can be measured
in the way you make
my bare cunt glisten
and the way we touch
one another
as we fuck
the hurt away
until we’re basking
in the afterglow
of one another’s
radiance
and you finger
paint me
all over you
in various hues
whilst I pour
my heart
out to you
in silent reverence.
Those are the moments
that convince me
you’ll never leave
as you worship me wholly...
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Despondent
Apathy sinks
into his bones
as he dances
with his entourage
of skeletons
in the closet.
Secrets
that anchor
his thoughts
like a ticking time bomb
he pulls the pin on every one
that dares to ever love him.
into his bones
as he dances
with his entourage
of skeletons
in the closet.
Secrets
that anchor
his thoughts
like a ticking time bomb
he pulls the pin on every one
that dares to ever love him.
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Forked Tongue
When he kisses you
the way
he kissed me
and runs his mouth
off
along the rim of your
viscera soft lips
just know that in that
moment
his tongue has
rimmed my tight
little arsehole to
profess his love
for me.
And still
remnants of me
drip
from his lips
for you
to savour at your leisure.
the way
he kissed me
and runs his mouth
off
along the rim of your
viscera soft lips
just know that in that
moment
his tongue has
rimmed my tight
little arsehole to
profess his love
for me.
And still
remnants of me
drip
from his lips
for you
to savour at your leisure.
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Let it Be
Maybe, we will.
Maybe, we wont.
All I know, is that we won't be able to know the answers, tonight.
I'm stuck between I love you because I need you and decomposing on the inside.
Perhaps, we just have to sleep on it, and resurrect our hearts tomorrow to analyse the state of our affairs.
Maybe, we wont.
All I know, is that we won't be able to know the answers, tonight.
I'm stuck between I love you because I need you and decomposing on the inside.
Perhaps, we just have to sleep on it, and resurrect our hearts tomorrow to analyse the state of our affairs.
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