Tag: spilled ink
Face My Face
I need to go to the mirror
and look at myself
Bodies & Stillness
One of my knees is softer now
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Come & Succumb
Reimagine your role
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Everything that’s Yours
Cultivate the conditions
of consciousness
to tap into the dream
Bittersweet
I enjoy wanting to talk to you
& not talking to you
Let pleasure find me
After the group call I meant to do guided yoga, but my body had designs of its own.
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your at-home-ness
Should we be toe to toe,
or back to back?
Anchor-less Ships & Stray Thoughts
Don’t pray for love, just
ask the lonely
The ones with all the money
and no relief
No release
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Alpha Channeling
He teased me mercilessly Read More
Day + Night
I reached for you
in the dead of night
You sliced me open
Dirty Dancing in DC
Darnell ignited a fire in me that I forgot I possessed. His body against mine felt devine. Elegantly sculpted, firm, young, agile. He laid lust and raw energy on my lips when he kissed me. I was so consumed by my desire for him that my hands found their way to his muscular glutes and up under his gray sweater, fighting, aching, desperate to feel the warmth of his flesh.
Song Series, Vol 1.
There’s something magical in the
way music rearranges physics
With the right song, you can
exchange repressed reality
for waking moments in a vivid
Time Races Forward
When you love
You are uniquely vulnerable
You lay claim to a man like
A queen claims a nation
