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#poetry is my passion
hellishunicorn · 2 years
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Edward Teach wears fine things well, because he is fine as hell.
~ Hellishunicorn.
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florshedworf · 2 years
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forgive me for dashcon in 2022. history’s trench is very deep but oh so very enticing
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Aching & Longing
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"The aching, and yet pleasurable, intense longing for a life that we cannot yet have but naturally and universally crave. It is the feeling of having lost something that we once had - giving us a sense of homesickness and discontent with the less-than-ideal world we currently find ourselves in."
C.S. Lewis
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stallionromance2 · 2 months
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Lie on the bed and I will spread your thighs apart and start licking and sipping the nectar from your vagina until your fluid comes out.
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happypuffy · 3 months
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I don't know what I'm looking for. Maybe it's just a hole to crawl into, a place to hide from the world. Or maybe it's something else entirely. Maybe it's something I can't even imagine yet.
-r.d.n-
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rosyjuly · 10 months
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Sebastian Vettel x Portrait of Fryderyk in Shifting Light, Richard Siken
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strykerlancer · 1 day
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— Henry Miller, from a letter to Anais Nin, featured in A Literate Passion: Letters of Anaïs Nin & Henry Miller.
[Text ID: Give me a few days of peace in your arms-I need it terribly. I'm ragged, worn, exhausted. After that I can face the world.]
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her-penetrating-soul · 8 months
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🤍 ‿"You are the kiss that puts my soul at ease." It's the way you kiss me, with such intensity. I'm certain enough you're trying to climb into the cavity of my chest and nestle into the crevices of my oceanic soul. It's as if you've lured the twinkling stars from the heavens for my famished lips to taste upon your pinkish lips for our lips to entwine themselves into one another. It's as you've bottled up all your sensations into one penetrating kiss of endless passion pouring all into your kisses as our breaths escape one another from our parched souls. Your kiss takes my breath away, stimulating my mind, body & soul. For this moment, I wish could be frozen in time so that our lips could forevermore be entwined into one another. As our lips part from one another, I feel as if I'm in heavens gleam. Yearning for your fingertips to run al over the crevices of my velvety skin. Your tongue painted upon mine. Your moist lips suckling upon every centimeter of my flesh. For it's you that leaves me breathless. It's your touch that has consumed every part of my being. Only you can heighten my skin. Your touch is engraved into my vevetly petals. You're both my pleasure of heavenly bliss & my sinful abyss. Only you can arouse me, my darling horizon. You're all I long for.⁀🤍
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withinthebrain · 4 months
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Intimate Trust
Crave, Whimper, Harder, please.
Tangle, Fistfuls, Hair like reins.
Grip, Choke, Ensnare my throat.
Intimate, Seductive, Unravel in pure trust.
Control, Command, Show no mercy.
Damn.
. . .
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poetrybyonur · 1 year
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Arouse my mind. Excite my soul.
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Passion Returns 🔥
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Seeing the passion return as a flicker to a flame within your eyes.
I crave your naked touch.
So raw with longing and desire.
Will you cleanse me with your pleasure to ease me from my pain..?
Feeling your mouth, that kiss begins to saturate my soul.
Your magic begins to rain over me.
The flame so healing I get lost in time.
Feeling your warm kiss below begins the divine trance of desire.
Reaping your love like a hungry lost soul.
Opening my eyes, I'm begging not to let you go.
Me
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coffeexxcigarettes · 20 days
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Absolutes
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I know nothing for certain,
Except I know I'd like kissing you.
It could be bad-
All teeth,
With no rhythm.
You could move in,
While I move back.
I could trip,
Fall with a thud at your feet
On shoelaces I didn't bother to tie.
You could taste of cigarettes and
Broken hearts.
But I'd do it again.
And again.
And again.
And again-
Please.
Just a kiss.
Then I'll walk you home.
x
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stallionromance2 · 3 months
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You must believe that life in my hands will never harm you 🖤
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calamitys-child · 3 months
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Something something the curtains are blue or whatever but underappreciated media analysis phenomenon is when someone else reads something you wrote and points out the blue curtains that you hadn't even noticed yourself hanging up while you built it. Like fuck they sure are I genuinely hadn't noticed I just flung em up I was concentrating on the carpet. Hey that shade of blue goes nice with the carpet huh. I should get more decor in that colour. Does this make sense to anyone
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i love intense people. fast replies, lots of messages, tell me you day in detail, talk about your interests and hyperfixations, let's get passionate about the moon and the universe and life and let's dream that we're in a roof in paris drinking and staring at the sky like we're gonna live forever and read poetry aloud.
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