Month: November 2017

he wrote me notes with his fingertips but a kiss was just enough to pry my lips apart he said home is where the heart is but where is home when you don't have a heart

action packed I'm tryna act like I got my actions backed, moving to attract the exact expectations, and keep my mind intact. don't distract or break the pact you're binded by abstract fact, interact with the enactment, and keep your energy stacked. as a matter of fact without your eye contact, I'd be inclined to … Continue reading whack af

I wanted u to fit I tried so hard to shape myself around you But I should have known your tiny mind Could not host a woman like me

we finally made it to the future but it's not the picture that we asked for, not the poster that we paid for where's my receipt, I wanna re see how things came to be in this backdrop that seems like a backup prop for the scenery that we thought we would see

I'm in love with how you sound when the room is dark and the sheets are soft. I miss feeling your strong hands in my hair and my mouth between your warm thighs. I want the smell of your skin and the taste of your pink lips to comfort me, when my room is dark … Continue reading Only me

she has petal skin she has candy lips eyes that flutter and smiles that kiss her hands are kind they dance so slowly she's lonely for you only

do not tell me that the snarl I see on both your faces is love when I'm caught beneath your hands with tears on my face and your praise reminding me to stay quiet and small and still

it's always late and cold when I remember the things you said the times you put words of ice into my innocent head you looked straight into my heart and it froze over with dread but ice melts and I won't lose myself so I lost you instead

I am loud now because you told me that a lady with a voice is not a lady but who told you I wanted to be a lady I am not defined by my size or my volume or what's between my thighs I am defined by what I can do and what I have … Continue reading Definition

You have to be in touch to communicate but I don't want any of your lip unless they're between my thighs don't speak like you know me unless you owe me Letters from those lips with tongues and tips That dance below my hips You're gonna have to read me like braille