gnossienne:H.D., from “Eurydice” (Collected Poems, 1925)

gnossienne:H.D., from “Eurydice” (Collected Poems, 1925)

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Kinkycravings

Like A Beacon In The Night, He Waits. Ignoring The Ghosts That Pass By Seeking Attention. His Stare Glazes Over With A Forced Complacency While His Hearing Remains Acutely Tuned In To Your Intent.

This Wasn’t Their First Kiss. Nor Would It Be Their Last. Yet With Each One They Would Indulge In The Deep Tickling Delights Their Lips Would Bring.

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Eros-Infinite:

I Remember Watching These Cartoons As A Child And Feeling Bad For The Coyote While Being Annoyed With The Road Runner. Yet Now As I Stare At This Gif I Wonder If I Was Too Young To Get The Subtle Adult Undertones. Perhaps I Should Go Back And Watch Them

Eyes Of The Introvert. Flirting In Awkward Silence With The Hopes That Thoughts Hidden Away Would Be Discovered And Mined. Welcoming An Advance Desiring To Feel And Be Felt.

Miss-B-Having-Deactivated202002:

Miss-B-Having: His Hands. Her Body Was A Magnet To Them. Even Before He Would Touch Her For The First Time They Ached For Her Feel. Could She Sense It, Even From Afar? It Was Constant. That Dull Ache Of Hunger That Nagged At His Mind. Craving To Be Fed.

Kinkycravings

“I Can Never Read All The Books I Want; I Can Never Be All The People I Want And Live All The Lives I Want. I Can Never Train Myself In All The Skills I Want. And Why Do I Want? I Want To Live And Feel All The Shades, Tones And Variations Of Mental

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