against each other

“We were a galaxy exploding into a million pieces, creating a whole new world, as we crashed against each other on the soft surface of his mattress, a cloud in the darkness, our bodies finally falling together like rain.” 

― Emme RollinsDear Rockstar


The balance shifted

“Everything about him enveloped her, made her crave exactly this. His possession. In her mind something relaxed; the balance shifted. She welcomed every way he could touch her, the heat from his body, the atoms of his breath. Everything.” 

― Cari Silverwood,
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Body of a Woman

Here you are, still
Reposed behind glass
Like a work of art. Yes,
Body of precious aloneness,
There are times I desire you
In a lover’s arms. Sometimes
I want you making fierce love,
With moans like thought bubbles
Of pleasure forever in Pompeii’s
Lava & ash. Yet, other nights,
As Miles Davis plays ballads
In the background, like tonight,
There’s only irony: I see
You’re gazing out toward
The House of the Faun,
Waiting for someone.

Yusef Komunyakaa 

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Drink the sea

Making love with you is like drinking sea water. The more I drink the thirstier I become, until nothing can shake my thirst but to drink the entire sea.   ~Kenneth Rexroth

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” 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 please.”


Your touch, I crave

I crave…
your voice
and the intimacy
that your words….
when spoken softly
bring to me
I crave
your touch
and the security
that engulfs me
whenever you hold me
I crave…
being “part of”
and the feeling I get
when you tell the world
that I’m yours
I crave…
the release
that overcomes me
when I’m unsure
and your presence
envelops me
I crave…
your taste
when your glows
and I can see the love
in your eyes

Suzanne Penn


you felt right

He was the worst kind of wrong. He was so wrong it felt right, and that made me feel completely out of control.

 Becca FitzpatrickHush, Hush


I will only let you touch me if your hands are so full of intention that every brush of your palms feels like you’re writing a novel on my skin

~ Azra.T “Braille” ♥