As you please

 “I give myself to you:

My hunger, yours; my body, yours to consume;

my lips, my mouth, my teeth, yours to put where you want them;

my hair, my flesh, yours to cut, to tie, to pull, to enter;

my every thought, yours to turn into words, yours to ink on your skin;

yours… the length of me is yours to do with

as you




The dreamer in her

“I saw

the dreamer in her

had fallen in love with me

and she did not know it.

that moment the dreamer in me

fell in love with her,

and I knew it.”

~Ted Hughes




“how I tilt my head…”

The Migraine Chronicles


I know you don’t ever visit
but in case you do
here is something
I want to say to you

The visual that you have left
planted in my mind
has me biting my lip
all the damn time

and that thing
you do with your eyes
has me
wanting to lick your thighs

how you look
when you walk away from me
damn boy
if you could only see

how I tilt my head
to get a better view
I know you can feel me
staring at you

and listen
the way you say my name
it drives me fucking insane

do the words
delicious and yummy
ring a bell
do they?
because they get me wet as hell

I know you don’t come here
to read the words I say
but you might boy
you might some day

so if you ever questioned
if you never knew

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Brush the summer by

“If you were coming in the fall, 
I ’d brush the summer by 
With half a smile and half a spurn, 
As housewives do a fly. 

If I could see you in a year, 
I ’d wind the months in balls, 
And put them each in separate drawers, 
Until their time befalls. 

If only centuries delayed, 
I ’d count them on my hand, 
Subtracting till my fingers dropped 
Into Van Diemen’s land. 

If certain, when this life was out, 
That yours and mine should be, 
I ’d toss it yonder like a rind, 
And taste eternity. 

But now, all ignorant of the length 
Of time’s uncertain wing, 
It goads me, like the goblin bee, 
That will not state its sting.”
Emily Dickinson, The Complete Poems


Yet, we wait

“there is a place in the heart that
will never be filled

a space

and even during the
best moments
the greatest times

we will know it

we will know it
more than

there is a place in the heart that
will never be filled

we will wait

in that space.”

― Charles Bukowski



‘I don’t ask you to love me always like this, but I ask you to remember.’…Somewhere lost inside me there’ll always be the person I am tonight.”

― F. Scott FitzgeraldMagnetism


“She loved him because he had

brought her back to life. She 

had been like a caterpillar in

a cocoon, and he had drawn her

out and shown her that she was

a butterfly.”

~Ken Follett, The Pillars of Earth