Gasping at your depth my body draws you inward every nerve awake #HaikuFeels
Solace
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Literary erotica, poetic longing, and the trouble of not being born into 1930s artistic-psychoanalytic bohemian scene.
He was leering at me from across the room. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, feeling naked beneath his gaze. I could almost sense his fingertips boring into me, his tongue piercing me, then dragging heavily along my slit. My sex dripped with its own offering. #DiaryFragment
The cool air trailing its tongue along my bare skin— bathing by the moon #HaikuFeels #Poetry #Senryu
Heat fixed in your gaze— I felt your mind make a vow. Come keep its promise. #HaikuFeels #Poetry
He was calm and receptive as I tried to recover from the hitching sobs that arrived so quickly. He ran his hands over my bare shoulders, whispering gentle words— watching intently as I stroked myself, working the force of my sobs into pleasure until it crested, relaxing me. #DiaryFragment
The gentle kiss of his cock at the edge of me, my body waking with the turbulence of him slipping through my veil, as I pull him deep into the chasm of my vastness, his loving vigor reaching toward life’s source— drawing from the well of what it means to feel alive with one another. #poetry
You seem so gentle as you guide me to my knees. Then your voice goes low. #haikufeels #poetry
I silently curse the niceties and social conventions that stop him from telling me exactly what he wants. Loathe the thought of being branded improper if I lifted my dress, exposing myself to him, presuming he would innately understand what I was asking for. #DiaryFragment
Your glaze on my lips, attending to your hunger. Right now, you’re all mine. #haikufeels #poetry
I don’t know how much space I occupy in his mind, if any at all, beyond our occasional encounters. Those exchanges leave me warm, glowing for hours afterward. I take them to bed with me, my hand drowning in my own heat. His caution, his careful containment becoming maddening. #DiaryFragment
I want to be beneath your hands, to feel the weight of all your being pressed down upon me. These images, dreamt up from somewhere else— burned into me, flushing my skin, and I wonder if somehow we are dreaming this together. #poetry
Tongue drawing circles where my composure once held unmade by his thirst #Haikufeels #Poetry
Something shifted in the atmosphere between us. It happened so quickly, I dare say, that there was nothing that I could do to stop it. My body softened and my mind fell under. He could see it in my eyes—something begging. #DiaryFragment #LiteraryErotica
I began skipping over words, distracted. His gaze drifted over me from across the room. My breath caught on an inhale. All at once, I could feel the air on my skin, the shape of my body, the hunger it had carried far too long. I didn’t know him, but I wanted to. #LiteraryErotica #DiaryFragment
Through the underworld I orient by your pulse thrumming through my bones #HaikuFeels #Poetry
My trembling heart met a steady beat, and I was overcome. How could he vanquish all my demons with his attention? #Poetry
He didn’t like getting involved with people. He didn’t enjoy connecting with them or getting his hopes up. But he liked watching me touch myself in front of him. And when he finally gave in to me, he kissed my sex so lovingly, I could only imagine how deeply he must have been hurt. #DiaryFragment
I called it intuition—what else could explain why I so willingly obeyed a man I’d never met? He’d held my gaze from across the room, then gestured for me to follow. My body burned as I slipped through the crowd after him, wondering what, exactly, I was getting myself into. #Vss365 #DiaryFragment
We were drunk on the night and the crisp mountain air. Our large group separated and spilled into whichever tents had room, huddling beneath blankets while the fire outside burned low. I can’t, for the life of me, remember who lay beside me, but... 🕯️ #DiaryFragment #LiteraryErotica