hey
Annoyedthat is all.
give me kisses.
~gone-sugaring
Figure me out.Newest
SuspenseIt always starts slow; One sweeping sigh Breathed into your neck While our hands find their homes On inner thighs and knobby knees.Suspense
Then our kisses become crazed, And lips part for visiting tongues Until we are entwined and engulfed In bed sheets and palpable excitement.
But the space between The sweet and the swift gestures Is where I want to stay With anticipation and anxiousness,
Asking myself: Will I be sated or sorry?
by ~gone-sugaring
Black and WhiteHow strange it was To see the new you. I remember us 12 years old Wearing our lip glossBlack and White
And knee socks-- Mocking nuns On the four square court As they walked by Counting their rosarys.
Back then there were no Outstanding differences Between what I now see As the confident black dancer Who brags about her boyfriend And the shy white artist Who craves attention.
Now that is what we are. We are not our names. We are not what we have in common. We are black and white, And we embrace those colors About
by ~gone-sugaring
Apple CoresSince you left About two weeks ago When I dropped you offApple Cores
At his work With your passport This is what has happened.
Morning after pills on the desk Parking tickets in my car. I've collected things
That speak of my doom.
I have made love
And missed work Once (but not on the same day). I have counted quarters To pay for a pack of cigarettes On two occasions. I have called my parents
In a panicked fashion Three times.
I've looked up pornography
And watched the discovery channel. I've taken shower
by ~gone-sugaring
TravelsickGo for your walk I'll smoke my cloves While you break your promises While I cook my eggs. I'll let you take off And follow whatever Dreams you may claim to have, Whether I think they're Easily achieved or not. Because one thing I have learned From this relationship And every other Is that I am clinging To an incredibly Stupid dream. That one of these days I will not be left behind. So go for your walk I'll smoke my cloves While you fantasize While I pray for a thunderstorm.Travelsick
by ~gone-sugaring
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penis on the dollartake and take and take now that you think you're ready i will with the most profane verbs show you what love ispenis on the dollar
by ~teenagejesus
betty or the horseit’s fine if we’re fifteen, and me talking at some other girl makes you jealous. but suddenly we’rebetty or the horse
twenty-five (or god-forbid thirty) and it’s weird that i still love watching you sleep? why should time dull all the things that fire up in our brains? why should the synapses
which fire off every time our nerves sense a familiar stimulus like affection (or attraction) when it’s been proven that organisms can retain memories, stored in their dna from millions and millions of… but i know how much you hate when i spit up flux
by ~teenagejesus
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