I don't write. I create.
In the sky.
In the forest.
In the sea.
I found you beside my bed watching me breathe, during sleep.
I found you in my kitchen, toasting bagels and pouring juice.
I found you on my sofa, snuggled on my breasts. Free and loose.
In the sea.
In the forest.
In the sky.
I found your love in my heart and passion that never dies.
To the moon.
It gifted me a star.
I held the star.
It embedded itself into my soul,
Until the day I left this earth and abandoned your heart for the unknown.
Always here for you.
Bite.
Pinch.
Pull and suck.
Preparation is key before we fuck.
#Foreplay
Remember the time we kissed for hours at the bus stop?
Then you fingered me on the station platform.
I remember!
Inside me.
Womb flutters.
DNA blend and match.
Fuelled growth with nourishment.
Blessings to the world from our universe.
Your little brown eyes are everything.
♥️
I’ve evolved.
Blew north.
Drifts east.
Glides south.
Flows west.
Bought you to my doorstep, where the wind wept.
I’m alive.
I’m happy.
I’m thankful.
I’m present.
Actually, I was here.
I kissed November and it bore me a star.
I birthed a star and wished upon it.
It cried during the day, as I was blinded by the sun.
I kissed you through November and won!
♥️
Was the sounds that came up from deep within.
My breasts in your face, for you to dream about them later.
Was the moment you came inside me.
Utterly delightful.
Seat.
Hugs.
Kisses.
Space.
Us!
Us!
Us!
♥️
L is for love from you, for us.
L is for lemon juice over pancakes.
L is for luck, which does not exist.
L is for left, the boxes that were forgotten during the move.
L is for liberation, from a tainted connection.
L is for London, weekend breaks and no explanation.
Are portals to other universes!
💋
A whore secured a bag with their front.
A bag weighed less.
An ex-partner secured a bag with their front.
A bag weighed less.
An employee secured a bag with their front.
A bag weighed less.
A fellow on the level secured a bag with their front.
A bag weighed less.
A woman was once drowned and was forgotten by the owner of the bag.
A bag weighed the same.
A woman who had drowned once cried over the words that were spoken to her in a lie.
Her bag was non-existent and her heart too delicate to comfort.
A woman stood up and tentatively walked towards safety. Her wet clothes clung fiercely and her mind withdrew for a few days.
A woman woke up and secured her mind.
A woman inhaled and secured her breath.
A woman felt stronger and secured her heart.
A woman remembered who she is and secured her love.
A woman walked with grace and each step attracted growth.
A woman walked and walked until her beating heart transformed and set her soul free.
I did nothing.
I’ve done nothing.
I’ll do nothing.
Karma has you, hung, strung and burnt alive with ice.
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