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Curly Grace posted in the group National Poetry Month
Dark Honey
Your desire
is slow and thick,dark honey
dripping
from every glance.You
trace
my spine
with deliberate sweetness,each touch a question,
and a claim.I melt into you,
into the warmth
you draw out of me,
drop
by
drop.![]()
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Read MoreI was always told, You never know someone, Until you share a roof, a life laid bare. He was the sun, a charming, loving glow, A man I worshipped, beyond compare. But shadows lengthen, darkness takes its hold, The man I knew is now...
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Life is not always the way one envisions it.
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That is so true.
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Powerfully penned, Lizz. A very heavy write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Thank you 😊
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Being trapped and alone with an abusive man must be agony. The only way out is to GET OUT. That kind of isolation and fear needs to be reported.
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Iv tried Neither of those worked because he never left bruises. People seem to think that it’s easy to get out of iv tried to leave and was stupid enough to come back.
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There’s no where you can go? Parents house? Brother or sister’s house? Sucks. You can’t live that way.
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Nope I don’t talk to much of my brothers and I think I let my closest brother down and what he done for my it put his life on the line so now because of that I’m already getting ready to leave and now summer is coming I don’t mind being on the street for a while.
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Read More💋HERS💋 His fingers don’t just touch— They decide. They map me like they already know where I soften, where I shiver, where my breath betrays me before my mouth ever will. I feel them before they arrive— that pause, that hovering heat, that delicious cruelty of waiting while my body...
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This is great erotica.
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Thanks I’m slowly getting better at it
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Very well written and a little arousing.
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Thanks and good to hear 😘
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I loved the her/him perspective.
Erotic FINGERS touch. Erotic TOES curl. “) -
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Thank you 😊 I do try to do both perspectives and maybe a Duet given it turns out good
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Passionately penned, Lizz. Amazing erotica this is a very steamy write my friend. Nicely done per usual. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Chère L.,
The way I read it, is that the erotic part is unmistakably there. And it is wonderful.But the deeply felt/feld part that is human, is up front.
This is love more than anything else.
What a write!
Truly love it to bits!Please, keep those poems coming.
Warm regards, Gus
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Read MoreThe myriad of pages burning contain my written sorrows and scribed pain, they leave nothing in their dark wake but bitter betrayal and lingering shame. Memories torment me time and again tears that fall without pause or refrain, leaving their...
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Powerfully penned, Lizz. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Thank you 😊
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PAR (Paulo Acácio Ramos) posted in the group National Poetry Month
The Old Man at the Window and the Immortal Cats
April 8th arrives
with the hush of a page
that turns itself.In the big window
the one that frames the world
like a painting too honest to sell
an old man sits,
chewing a piece of old bread
as if time itself
were something he could soften
with patience.He does not speak.
He never…Read More - Load More Posts
Day 8 of Poetry month and here is a poem dripping with sweet honey!! Way cool Curly Grace. -Curt