Raw Earth Ink
spit, mixed with dirt – muddy words flow
Tag: Sensual
Approaching Existence
Your velvet breath along my skin, Draws sighs from my lungsA deep ache blooms and burnsA crackling flame belowThis smile, a smirk of memoryYour voice, low, reminding meWickedness sublimeWant unfettered My neck, bare: hopefulThe heat of your lips, gentle, sucklingA trail of kisses, promisesEven… Continue Reading “Approaching Existence”
All My Senses Are Filled
I’m consistently constantly swept away in feelingyour body crawling, moving across minelying on my back, arms above my headyour hand running up my soft skinall the way up up uplacing your fingers in mine in seeingyour dark and shining eyesreflecting the light of a… Continue Reading “All My Senses Are Filled”
Honey Bee
Slip your arms around me Unzip all these clothes Caress my exposed throat Fondle my soft skin Sweep your tongue across my lips Wash me with your presence Graze your teeth upon me Stroke up my tender thighs Trace these luscious curves Taste my… Continue Reading “Honey Bee”
Words
Your words are silk threads coursing along my skin. I shiver. I purr. I beckon you closer. Hold me. Kiss me. Move me. Your words are rain dropsflowing through my fingers.I shudder.I hum. Whispering, pull me in. Hold me.Kiss me.Know me. Your words are… Continue Reading “Words”
Strawberries & Cream
exquisite vows of wonder trail down my ribsheart beating faster aswhispered promises of conquestdescription of submissionslip and skip ‘round my mind binding and tying I hold tightentwine my fingerspull these thoughts deepertongue-twisted and sparkly eyeswords escape yet sound more like whimpersit’s fresh summer strawberriesand… Continue Reading “Strawberries & Cream”
Let Me Fall
help [me] overcome \\myself// reach }}inside{{ pull me _out_ let me ~run~ my fingers down. your. throat. I want to ________f _________a __________ll into the **magic** of your •eyes• while I +ride+ you into |o|b|l|i|v|i|o|n| tara caribou | ©2017-2021
Devout
your tongue writes grace upon my thighs your teeth show (no) mercy but they teach me patience though I’m dripping nectar as drops of dew cling to my swollen petals hold my wrists firmly and I find stillness and peace for I conquer time… Continue Reading “Devout”
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