If I were a sailboat, I would sing to Venus every night, even if she could not see me. And my cunt pulses at that because my moon understands underneath those waters. And this is a sweet song:
I want to sit with you under a blanket of stars and have an exceedingly long make-out session where we’re each trying to devour the other and fingers start wandering and tongues start wandering and clothes are ripped and thrown and I can say, Oh! Your lips!
And I want to play music against your skin. AND TOGETHER WE’LL TEMPT THE HEAVENS. And we will make Venus blush from our display. And the planets will say, Where did they get such a glow?
And it will be our secret on display for the world to see, but they can’t touch because the magic has to come from inside. Arduous is a myth. No matter. We like myths. Myths show that desire exists in the plural. And there is more than one way. And there is more than one way.
And yesterday I was tattered.
And today…well, today I’m new.
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Larry
8 months ago
i just wanted to say very hot. i had sex with a gf thinking of this and it was so passionate and hot we stayed wrapped in each other for hours. thanks so much.
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Khandroma
8 months ago
Hi Larry, glad to hear that you found pleasure in this piece. For future reference, please try to keep your comments a little cleaner. While I’m all for people gleaning enjoyment from my writing, I want this site to be a haven where everyone feels comfortable sharing, reading, and speaking their truths. Thanks.
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