I’ll Bite You

And I will bite you
i will bite you into mine-ness
no – no matter how many people use the pronoun.
No matter how they use it
No matter when they use it

I will be by you so tight
so truly
so deeply
so that our brains will be one
and our breaths as well.

I’ll turn that into the norm
changing both our lives for better
We’ll be ONE so much
that’ll be a blasphemy
for anyone else to call you “mine“.

They’ll see it, they’ll feel it.
I said i am yours, and yours only.
I cannot be anyone else,
you said the same to me
and trust is our foundation.

I bite You into mine-ness
hard and constantly.
and that is no blasphemy.

Love’s Path

π™°πš—πš 𝚈𝚘𝚞, πšŠπš—πš 𝙸,
𝚠𝚎 πš“πš˜πšžπš›πš—πšŽπš’ πšπš˜πš›πšπš‘,
𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚞𝚜 πš‹πšŠπšŒπš”,
𝚝𝚘 πš πš‘πšŠπš 𝚠𝚎 πšŠπš›πšŽ.

πšƒπš˜ πš›πšŽπšŠπšŒπš‘ πšπš‘πšŠπš πšœπš™πšŠπš›πš”
πš πš‘πšŽπš— πš‚πšŽπšŠ 𝚠𝚊𝚜 πš‚πš”πš’,
πšƒπš˜ πš›πšŽπšŠπšŒπš‘ πšπš‘πšŠπš πš™πš•πšŠπšŒπšŽ
πš πš‘πšŽπš›πšŽ πš‚πš”πš’ πš’πšœ πš‚πšŽπšŠ.

π™Ύπš—πšŽ πšŠπš—πš πš πš‘πš˜πš•πšŽ,
𝚊𝚝 πšƒπš’πš–πšŽπšœ’𝚜 πš‹πš’πš›πšπš‘
πšƒπš πš˜ πšŠπš—πš πšœπš™πš•πš’πš,
πšπš‘πš›πš˜πšžπšπš‘ πš–πš˜πš›πšπšŠπš• πš•πš’πšπšŽ.

πšƒπš‘πšŽ πš™πšŠπšπš‘ πš’πšœ πšŒπš•πšŽπšŠπš›

π™΅πš›πš˜πš– πšπš‘πšŽπš›πšŽ 𝚠𝚎 πšŒπšŠπš–πšŽ,
πšŠπš—πš πšπš‘πšŽπš›πšŽ πš πšŽβ€™πš•πš• πš‹πšŽ

In the Shadows

In the shadows we do meet
I do kiss you
In the shadows I do hug you
you allow it
in the shadows we do melt

In the shadows we do smile
and light sparks, rainbows

sparkling lights
the ones permitting us
to live the days

Bright dark light being our sap,
the true blood for our hearts
stars to moons to suns.

Still Dancing

She keeps having that dream,
it’s a fire, flames, warming anything


She keeps and kept pursuing it,
even when already living it,
even when being it

She knows it is not normal
She knows it’s repetitive
boring, unreasonable maybe.

She keeps pursuing it
it’s still the most beautiful thing
the worthiest

She doesn’t resist it, not opposing to it.

Dancing, dreaming, thanking,
jumping, falling into it
Believing

Me.

She won’t stop loving.
She won’t stop needing it.
She won’t stop being proud of loving.
She won’t stop being a mess of dances when she’s in bliss.
She won’t stop saying what she needs saying.
She won’t stop speaking the things she believes in it.
She’ll always do that, because it is she.
She’ll always be open, her flaws on the table, totally herself.
She’ll eventually get better though, day by day.
She hopes so.

She’ll always have her own opinions, respecting the one of others.
She’ll always live believing in clarity as a lighthouse and guide.

Multiply this by thousands and stretch it to infinity,
Then you get how mercilessly naked She is
with the One holding the key of her heart
and how she thinks it has to be.

If life needs to lash her for that,
that’s a fine price for her to pay.
Life needs doing what life needs doing.

She’ll be doing what she was born to do,
She’ll be always how she is,
Being what she is, be it beauty or shame.

She can’t be any way else.
She is female energy and dragon spirit
She is submissive
She feels like a Queen gifting devotion her One
Her Love and time is a gift.

She is Her Kitty
She feels She does love like no other
because for good or for bad
She loves her way,
completely.

May be an image of 2 people

Sensibility

The more You love
the more intense the bliss
the more acute Your senses
the higher the joy for things others don’t see
the bitter the pain for every missed moment.

666

In the cold ice age days
wrapped by the bites of cold
attacked by the ravenous wolves


surrounded by heartless lascivious lust
the heart seeks refuge in love
its minuscule pulses
slowly breathing existence

warming

what remains and will
till the end of time

Imagine

Imagine me
my heart wrapped with Yours

Imagine me
watching Your soul
my wish to kiss it, taste it, lick it
fill it.

Imagine me,
as i imagine Thee

When


When o’er Thee and me
this mind does flow
no gate or border stand
to hold my dreams

In the time of now,
I wish to pull You close
our hands entwined like living vines
to make us spin and see Your smile.

I wish us falling on the grass,
our laughters meet in kisses
the almonds of our eyes
defining joy in our stares

When someone feels as I feel Thee
there is nothing more she could desire

When there is Love,
as I love Thee
then bliss,
and less is crime

My Heart

May be a black-and-white image of 1 person

The whole of me dances
swirls of Love
before the mirrors of Your soul.

Wearing nothing but my long black dress
the black collar around my neck
the glow in my green eyes of fire.

My nakedness yearning stripped
revealed, Yours

My nipples aching to point at You
needing stretched by Your kisses
twisted by Your fingers
tasted by You

I dance for You
spurting black glitters of fire
sweating desire and love

My legs flashing my body
longing to be altar for You to feast
on it, in it, over it,

Seen or unseen
heard or unheard
I dance, breath, live
Yours

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