Do some guys just wanna get right to it, have sex, bust a nut, and call it a day? So if biphobia works along the.

Sexual Bucket List or Other Fantasies. Some Things You Should Know About Me. On August 14, 2015. I was a little anxious at first. Thank you for showing me that person. Who calms every part of my being. Seeing you in the flesh was amazing. Making love with you was beyond description.

A few words on the sensuality of life. We Watched A Falling Star. When I loved you,. Years ago in a Northern hamlet. Constructed from an ancient narrative;. Like the Buddhist statues at Bamiyan. That star fall together,. One night when we sat. In thoughtful companionship by the lake edge. Deer crept stealthily through the pines behind us.

Writing to air my mind out. Am I the only one who puts thoughts like these together? Sex, lust, desire. Writers make my mind crackle and fizz, crazy to quench any appetite there is.

Originally posted on In So Many Words. The following poem is a three-way collaboration between myself and two exceedingly talented poets. Sex is the last thing i want. Sex is the last thing i want.

Infidelity, betrayal, affair, emotional pain, reconciliation. Originally posted on try not to cry on my rainbow. I would say I am a spiritual person, but not a religious one. Today, however, I saw this prayer and it spoke to me. I believe in me, and I know being a happy, healthy functioning member of a much bigger world than the one that revolves inside me alone is a gift I can give. I want there to be light in me. I want to be whole.

We all mask our inner naughty. I got that boom boom bass. That makes your panties all wet. It keeps me running through your mind. Even though we just met. You keep looking at your phone. You keep answering my calls. You greet me on your knees. You now begin to tease. You drop my pants and hear the jingle. Making your thighs want to mingle. Making your quivering lips tingle.