he touched me and i didnât flinch
rather, i found myself leaning into his caress
found myself making excuses to feel his skin on mine
found myself craving the sensation
found myself wanting
found myself
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he touched me and i didnât flinch
rather, i found myself leaning into his caress
found myself making excuses to feel his skin on mine
found myself craving the sensation
found myself wanting
found myself
i am sun-warmed sand under your gaze
by Andrey Polyakov
By Tabitha Gawne
He wrapped his arms around me.
I am a prisoner in my own flesh.
I want to hand my life over to someone and have them caress my very soul with their kindness, their love and warmth.
I want to feel safe in the arms of another, not feel the need to wince or cringe away from the out-thrown arms of a lover.
I want to release control to someone who understands how to hold the reins. To let go of it all and not be scared of the fall.
And you must not know me
To not think I wouldnât bend to your ways, your words.
You must not know me
To believe you could shape me, mold me to your desires.
You must not know me
To assume Iâd take on any form but my own.
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GĂśttlin, Germany by Tommy Kah
The air here is suffocating, heavy, tense.
I know a place where the air smells good for you, feels good for you, is good for you.
I know a place where the monsters and beasts and demons canât reach you.
I know a place where I can just be.
by Terapo
by Donna McL
I harbor love in my heart, so much it hurts. My love encompasses all, it extends to the unworthy. So when you ask why I hold so few in my life, itâs to protect myself from burning for someone who only wanted to use the flames for destruction.
Itâs to save myself from my own fire.
he once said to me, âi hope you genuinely love me, i hope youâre not obsessed and once the obsession is over you leave.â
but, the man i loved was an illusion. nothing but a wolf in sheepâs clothing.
i am not prey.
somehow, you lost yourself along the way to betterment. somehow, you became the monster you swore to destroy. somehow, iâve got to let you go.
i donât know if itâs selflessness or selfishness. iâve lost myself somewhere between the two.
you eat, sleep, and breathe me. you worship me just as i worship you. on two knees in the bedroom, in between couch cushions, upon the kitchen counter. i will pray to you eternally.