shadows that no longer await your sunrise.

subtle shifts beneath the calm surface.

There are some very interesting ideas out there as to what constitute self-care.

felt your presence in the room, palpably.

It's the 'what ifs' that keep you prisoner.

I can get really in my head about stuff.
I’m just so damn good at thinking.

Imagine salsa dancing with the love of your life in the kitchen while cooking dinner

Serious question for the men:

What do you need to hear and feel more of from your partners?

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one more glance
thrown carelessly to the window
waiting for a promise never made
one more time
a whispered agony of unspoken words
the memory of a hand pressed to my throat
owning the excitement upon my skin
eyes transfixed on the downpour
my mind a prisoner to our last night

i like listening to the quiet melody playing in the
background when i read you

For me, drinking responsibly means limiting my intake before bed so I’m not up all night

painted this

“signs of life”

I’m sorry my reply to your dm went to another dude!!

Sore from the gym is my second favorite kind of sore.

A striptease with words
spills from our
covetous desires,
my hands snaking
around your muscled hips,
lost in magnetic kisses
from shadows within,
as curiosity writes its
moans biting our lips,
clothes ripping,
dripping silk,
slipping together
between our
whimpering soft twists.

WIP ⚠️ 🖤

All I want is a sandwich and a ball massage

She breathes out the brilliance of her stars and the love of his night sky.

Mature conversations mixed with a little flirting...

-That

your heart is too pure to be worn by tragedies my love