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The real difficulty is to overcome how you think about yourself.

— Maya Angelou

Making love to your mind is all I need to feel euphoria. While your skin is a place I could lose myself for hours, your mind calls me back for days.

You're a labyrinth of wonder, a Rubix cube of mystery, an intellect that astounds. Each turn of the maze of your mind reveals a world I want to understand.

Your touch lingers softly, but your sentiment leaves imprints on my conscience, resonating with my past and echoing into the future, etching it's way into the softest parts of me.

In you, I find my chaos and my calm.

traveledlight

Dark Flame

I see it.

I always have.

The way you make me fall for something so unconditional.

Are you surprised I see a future in those eyes?

I’m not afraid of the I do’s when it comes to you.

You’re the epitome of intensity —

but that’s what made me addicted.

The rush of your attention,

I couldn’t get enough,

and I’m always coming back for more.

You’re the most tasteful sin,

and I want to eat from it every single day,

even if it ruins me.

Your body is my favorite playground,

and your mind —

I want to marry in sweet devotion.

I can’t stop the way you make me want to stay inside of you,

like it’s the only place I was ever meant to be.

A lust and a love so elevating

I can’t help but worship the ground you walk on.

I couldn’t sink my fingers deep enough into your back.

Couldn’t overwhelm your heart enough —

because I would never be worthy.

But I still want to be.

Such a dark, sweet flame —

and yet it burns so bright for me,

though I’ll never understand why.

Still, I’d squeeze every ounce of your love

if it meant I could bask in it forever.

I don’t need the light

if I can live in your darkness.

It’s the most I’ve ever felt alive.

And every taste of your lips

means more than the sickness of my every day.

You are a gift to this world —

but a goddess I never want to stop worshipping.

You simply are everything I ever needed.

And I’ll never stop wanting

everything you are.

amurg-cu-stele

I want you to undress me to the sound of all your defences collapsing.

Lora Mathis

shihitori

Our Rotten Fun

You kiss me with elegant grace,

Tender lips, a lustful embrace.

Yet you’ve never dared to trace

The demon beneath my innocent face.

You see the unsettling gaze, never wonder why;

Beneath your grin, I can see those leering eyes.

With your lips all over my innocent face,

All I know about the demon beneath, I erase.

Strip me down to bone and skin,

Yet I’ll not allow you to look at what lives within.

The demon beneath is unknown to everyone,

So let’s continue our rotten fun…

_@Hitori🍂

poetrybyonur

Lust alone is appetite. Lust joined with love is transcendence— and its highest form is the yearning for another’s mind and soul.

I saw you just 2 weeks ago and now I’m sitting here with the rest of the family just kicking my self for not giving you a hug good bye but instead a fist bump a fist bump that now is starting to haunt me I love you man this wasn’t supposed to be like this you had so many life plans you were about to graduate at moments like these I’m reminded in why I hate god. How can someone like me so ungrateful for my existence out live someone as ambitious hard working, selfless as your self I love you for ever Mateo.

A broken bone turned into such a damaged mentality. Trust between what was real for my mind was no longer the same as my physical self. Almost 5 years later I only become more hateful. Days after truly loving what my body was becoming. I feel robbed! My mind is tired of believing it’ll ever be normal. I hate to sound ungrateful but I wish I would have died instead of feel damaged. I’ve become a person my past self would loath, I’m not kind, or true and hurting one’s self comes in forms I couldn’t have even have fathomed. I miss physical control of pain because soaking in self hate is getting old.

Dear Meli, I miss you so much please come back.

#personal Experience #me #body pain #confused