Halcyon There are secrets we keep. Howl it, growl fortuitous teachings. Placate. Dominate. Lick wounds grievously implied. Swallow your sins. Forget! Never again! Such calm... Now. Now! Such balm... Joy4no1
There are pieces of you written all over me. Aren't you special? Citations on blast! Does my ass not jiggle when you violate it? My bra knows when my tits heal from tearing bits, scabs healing justly. All for you. Knives are sharp too. Don't blink. We need to have to think. One of your nuts or two. Thanks for everything, darling. Joy4no1
Hey guys, I've been spending a lot of time trying to finish my book, Bringing The Fight, but good news everyone! The Kills That Bind Us is now on several reading apps!!! Scribd Playster Tolino and Kobo Still waiting on others but it's interesting! Hope everyone is having a fuktastic summer. It's so hot here I can barely breath sometimes! Thanks for sticking round!
You sold me your neat words,
and I spoke affectionately in turn.
Years of regret sit heavily in my chest,
not that you accepted the memo.
So bound in what's right in front of your face,
there's no possibility for a daydream.
I willed for my love to bring you into my universe.
A place where our mutual desire vanquishes past mistakes.
each time your pretty eyes deny.
Each and every time.
The piece of me that will always belong to you.
I will remain...
Unseen but bound by the elastic of your grace.
I crave to dissolve your skin in acid
to observe as it rains down on my porcelain skin.
Take me back to when I wasn't marble.
Make me bow to something other than frosty dithering.
Peeking at suffering while bleeding.
I scuttle beyond reach,
I open my maw,
finding you fascinating.
Cracking my sanity on your bones,
you're not the one I keep.
fucking continue to sleep.
Seconds Shape this day into one of complete leisure. We know this is how everlasting love deserves to be. Twine my fingers with yours and exhale worries. Foreshadowed by the cusp of despair we announce our enemies will come but we'll find our niche. Clinching joints and mouths forever joined. Forever frozen in time. Mine. Joy4no1
* Jaxxen *
Coralee rolled out of bed maybe twenty minutes after I did. I heard her puttering around in her room before I went down to start the coffee. She's wearing that fugly sweater with a shy smile on her freshly scrubbed face, but I can't help but frown.
"There are clothes up in your room that should fit you. Please, wear them."
Hands on hips, she asks, "Are you saying you don't like what I'm wearing?"
"No, I actually don't," I chuckle at her prissy tone, "Why do you hide behind ugly fucking sweaters?"
She flushes a pretty pink, "No reason. Fine, I'll change."
"Good." I grin at her backside.
I finish packing up the food just as she comes back wearing fresh jeans that hug her ass and a light blue flannel shirt that causes me to stare at the tits straining against the material. Fuck me, she's big-breasted! How am I suppose to keep my eyes and hands to myself now?
She catches me gawking, letting …