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Some outstanding rope work…..
“No one has ever made you feel this way, how I am loving you now: remember, remember because nobody else remembers. I remember, I do. Imagine for example, how we tread the pavements with your leather shoes, when we cross the bridge when you suddenly hum a song you have heard from nearby folks. It is quite so lovely how you do it. You do it in your own way, that I am moonstruck, as if the moonbeam is coming from your voice, that spontaneous illumination with your movements, your hands that are vital to your nails– transparent, colorless, like spring water in the brooks. If it is with you, these memories, arise, gently opening my heart to take you in– and you will eat me whole, because I feel so small, so small that I am melting, melting and caramelized. We are here, we are here, and nothing has escaped between us, as if the earth and sky meets halfway to give us space: the momentary pause of this liquid ether we hold in our hands, the palpitation in your chest, that is, how I know, time stand still.”
— Chuck Akot, from The Color of Charcoal and Other Essays, IF THE EARTH AND SKY MEETS HALFWAY
CONTEMPT / 1963 / JEAN-LUC GODARD
Feed your lust…
“She was addicted To His attention His affection His manhandling His understanding”
— Original writing © ThePoeticSir 2017
Particularly the manhandling ~
Christmas is approaching and I’ve got a few ideas for what I’m gifting this season ~
Introductions are hard, and I’d like to introduce myself as R. Nothing more, nothing less. I’ve lately been feeling not like myself and so I’m back here to share what I often did a year or two ago. Most of the things here will be my kinks, and such compiled into a nice gallery, I’ll try my best to have an aesthetic as I love the idea of one.
I’m 22, a student, and have lately been thinking of venturing into having a private snap of my own, though it depends on the responses I get here. It will be vastly different from what others offer, but logistics shall be discussed if the time comes.