Come A Little Closer

Thirsting in the desert. Over 30. 18+ only.

[mournfulroses]

Clarice Lispector, from The Complete Stories of Clarice Lispector; "Letters to Hermengardo,"

[mournfulroses]

Trista Mateer, from a poem featured in her collection titled The Dogs I Have Kissed

[mournfulroses]

Yosano Akiko, from a poem featured in River of Stars: The Poetry of Yosano Akiko

[lovelyscourge]

Further corrupting each other and finding out new kinks together while using the current ones to drive each other insane with need 🩶

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

– Audrey Hepburn

[metamorphesque]

Anthem, Leonard Cohen

[your-gorgeousness]

Sure, maybe I can’t stop thinking about the way you murmur my name or the way your hand grazes my body…but what astounds me every day is remembering how your face lights up because you’re happy to see me.

[boysaremytoys]

getting out of the shower like why isn’t there a boy in my bed who will eagerly take off my robe and eat me out

[stolensquabbles-deactivated2025]

bite marks and bruises are actually very very sweet to me

[a-delicate-touch]

cnc because i want you to want me so bad that you can't hold yourself back

[mournfulroses]

Wislawa Szymborska, from "Funeral," featured in View with a Grain of Sand: Selected Poems

[dominants-dominion]

You moaning my name in my ear would fix me btw

[mournfulroses]

Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Margaret Llewyn Davis, featured in The Selected Letters of Virginia Woolf

[mournfulroses]

Henri Cole, from a poem titled "Twilight," featured in A Century of Poetry in the New Yorker

[juelzsantana]

a dominant affectionate man 😩

[your-gorgeousness]

When you’re deep inside me, somewhere we could be discovered, keep your hand over my mouth. Not because you’re afraid we’ll be found out, but because those sounds are for your ears only.

[your-gorgeousness]

I can tell. It’s the way you touch me, the way you sneak glances at me when you think I’m not looking. It’s the way your body nests against mine and feels natural, effortless. It’s the way that your scent lights my entire self on fire, the way you can’t seem to stop yourself.

I think the knowing makes it even more torturous.