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@lettersfromyourgirl
Mornings in bed
The Pantagraph, Bloomington, Illinois, April 24, 1946
💋💋💋 #kisskiss #justmarried #couple #fineart #fineartphotography #portrait (à Saint-Paul-de-Vence)
There is a point of no return she craves for as much as you do. From this point on every compromise is an insult, every hesitation a crime, every procrastination against the carnally imprinted law of passion. From this moment on you rule and dictate, you steer and command rhythm and speed, pressure and strength, position and direction. It is your decision, your embrace, your tightening control, your enclosing, burying, ravishing, hungry burning need all over her, and your mission, aim, target and goal is to drive her higher and higher, wider and wider, stronger and stronger into a heaven beyond heaven and right into the arms of a singular moment of a time on hold and a vastness of never ending joy.
“She and I had needed each other more than either of us knew.”
- Haruki Murakami
She stays up late I wake up early She rubs my back Until she hears me breathing deeply I make her coffee, And kiss her in the morning, So it’s not her alarm that wakes her. I drive And she changes the music. I say something stupid And she laughs. She wears my mother’s ring And i wear her favorite tie I tell her I love her And she crinkles her Nose before she shouts, I love you more, Dancing, And me singing.
[Jay]
Instagram | Published book of poetry found here
(via jay-hoover)