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A fever has overtaken my addled mind. My flushed skin feels tight, stretched, too small. In the mirror I see a reflection of a woman, but it’s as if through another set of eyes. I am a stranger within my own flesh. It wasn’t… Continue Reading “Hatcheted – Collaboration”
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”
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”
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
As his lips devoured her silky skin All he could taste was Lavender and frankincense As his hands gripped her soft flesh All he could touch was Damp earth and cloudy skies As his knees spread her thighs wide All he could see was… Continue Reading “Lavender and Frankincense”
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