Desultory and Impulsive
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I see I'm missing some great conversations in here
Yeah. They come and go.
You know, kinda like...
Karma, karma, karma, karma, karma chameleon
#earworm
#youarewelcome
rubydlite
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None meant. It's a great album. Put it on. I'll come over. We can have a slumber party where we dance on your bed and sing it to each other.
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Only if we do it in our underwear and we can try out the latest blue eye shadow
Without question.
I am unable to think of a better alternative.
JustAnotherFlower
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*smirk*
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She was my moth
Only out at night
When I came home
To the thoughts in my head
Heavy emotions
Pumping hot in my blood
Her silver grey wings
Moonlight
And dust
Kissing my lips
My thoughts
Still call out to her
I let them go
As a child would
Of a coin given to be spent
--on a trinket
...or thing
But kept
Saved
Then lost
Deep into a body of water
With it
A kiss on one side
And a wish on the other.
Only out at night
When I came home
To the thoughts in my head
Heavy emotions
Pumping hot in my blood
Her silver grey wings
Moonlight
And dust
Kissing my lips
My thoughts
Still call out to her
I let them go
As a child would
Of a coin given to be spent
--on a trinket
...or thing
But kept
Saved
Then lost
Deep into a body of water
With it
A kiss on one side
And a wish on the other.
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I don't want to masturbate.
I want to fuck
To feel the substance
Of a woman
Push back against me
Her body
The sound of her breathing
Her reaction
To my touch
That fight
That struggle
To feel the want
--not of orgasm
But of each other
--for each other
Pushing to get the other to come
That fight
That angry wanting to dominate
--and be dominated
And to use that anger of potential loss
To flip it on the other
Sexual chess
War
A lust-fuck battle of attrition
Where I smell
The wetfuck scent
Of her asshole and vagina
Under the collar of my shirt
Hours after
I want to fuck
To feel the substance
Of a woman
Push back against me
Her body
The sound of her breathing
Her reaction
To my touch
That fight
That struggle
To feel the want
--not of orgasm
But of each other
--for each other
Pushing to get the other to come
That fight
That angry wanting to dominate
--and be dominated
And to use that anger of potential loss
To flip it on the other
Sexual chess
War
A lust-fuck battle of attrition
Where I smell
The wetfuck scent
Of her asshole and vagina
Under the collar of my shirt
Hours after
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I went for a walk
To clear my head
Of the thoughts
I wish to do
To a willing woman.
I walked up a hill
Through tall grass
Still wet
So slightly
With dew
The sun had yet
To strip away
Light pre-fall
Golden cast heat
Pushed against my chest
The white flag
Of my dogs tail
The only thing
Showing
To let me know
Where he was
As he caught scent to the ground
Through the grass
Following that
Of which he wanted
I wanted my thoughts gone
My imagination to stop
But I found myself
Upon a clearing
Where I stopped
It was perfect solitude
An organic isolation
With her
--my Nature
It was then
When I spotted a great purple thistle bush
The kind that grows tall
And isolated
In such meadows
And in my mind
My eyes closed
At the thought
Of telling her
To bare her breasts to me
And whipping her naked flesh
Over
And over
To clear my head
Of the thoughts
I wish to do
To a willing woman.
I walked up a hill
Through tall grass
Still wet
So slightly
With dew
The sun had yet
To strip away
Light pre-fall
Golden cast heat
Pushed against my chest
The white flag
Of my dogs tail
The only thing
Showing
To let me know
Where he was
As he caught scent to the ground
Through the grass
Following that
Of which he wanted
I wanted my thoughts gone
My imagination to stop
But I found myself
Upon a clearing
Where I stopped
It was perfect solitude
An organic isolation
With her
--my Nature
It was then
When I spotted a great purple thistle bush
The kind that grows tall
And isolated
In such meadows
And in my mind
My eyes closed
At the thought
Of telling her
To bare her breasts to me
And whipping her naked flesh
Over
And over
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And when she stood there...
...eyes cast down
Looking at her feet
nervously shuffling against the ground
I took the back of my fingers
And traced them
Along the soft curve of her cheek
Having reached the line of her jaw
I turned my hand at once
And clutched her throat
Swift
Without hesitation
Pressing my strength against it
I said
"I'm embarrassed for you and your inability to answer me."
And I squeezed.
...eyes cast down
Looking at her feet
nervously shuffling against the ground
I took the back of my fingers
And traced them
Along the soft curve of her cheek
Having reached the line of her jaw
I turned my hand at once
And clutched her throat
Swift
Without hesitation
Pressing my strength against it
I said
"I'm embarrassed for you and your inability to answer me."
And I squeezed.
