I thought about the day I would meet you, I feel the romance and aura will be grand, I will forever reach out for you, Hoping one day you will take my hand.
14 Days of Love (mini series)
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Like art spilled across the canvas of my bed, A masterpiece in motion, even when she’s still. Oh my, the way she owns the silence, It’s louder than any moan I’ve ever heard.
I want to dive into her fantasy, Touching the corners of her mind like fingertips on poetry. Every sigh is a lyric, every shift a bassline, And I’m connected to the song of her being,
Her vibe got me reeling, I am caught in a fantasy, A place where time don’t ticks, But is a melody of her breathing, Singing softly in my ear,
The bed becomes our universe, Where the stars are her curves And I’m orbiting her gravity, Drawn by the pull of her attraction. I’m in love with her essence, The way she turns the mundane into magic.
Even the shower ain’t just water and steam; It’s a symphony of satisfaction, Her silhouette dancing in droplets, My happiness dripping with every second.
She’s the kind of woman who doesn’t just lay there, She lays claim To the air, to the moment, To the very fabric of my being.
Come closer, you are a little too far. I am earth and you are my shining star. When we are closer it’s amazing a feel, to see you smiling ☺️ is my everything.
In life, there are things we do that cause a ripple effect. There can be good results and bad results. But until you try, you won’t know. We dream of only positive outcomes, but we know sometimes destiny has a different calling.
HAIKU
Tiny steps echo, Big effect on winds unseen, Dreams walk away free.
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What is something you have done that created a ripple effect?
As the night leans in, fully frontal, No shame in its naked glow, Every shadow stores a kiss, for which is placed below. Sitting beneath the weight of stars, Where each voyeur goes further into the distance, As if they, too, cannot escape gravity,
The moon high and brazen, Illuminates every curve of thought in sight, Dragging secrets from dark corners, Laying them bare across velvet skies.
There is no hiding within reach, no silk to cover desires, Your name lingers, stitched into the air, Each letter curling with allure, A whisper that tastes like honey,
Melting slowly, seeping deep inside my skin, What is this feeling? Even silence has a pulse tonight. Its rhythm tracing the lines of my breath, Pushing me further so I can melt, The soft surrender where ache meets satisfaction, And I let it pull me under.
Time loses itself in moments like this. Where the body remembers what the heart forgets. And the night blooms again, fully open, Like lips waiting to be kissed.