Chère Gus,

Your words make me smile – you know how to slip inside a poem and stroke it from the inside. I love that you felt the artwork too, a proof that desire can be lush, indulgent… without harm. (or can it?)

And yes… people are animals too. The difference is, we pretend we’re tame – until someone bares their teeth, or leaves scratches down your back. haha (but if I bite you know I am excited and you are doing something so right) Perhaps that’s the secret pulse you caught in the poem: pleasure, hunger, and the little cruelty of always wanting more. 😉

Mmm… so it really has been far too long, hasn’t it? I’ve missed the way you let that hunger spill right through your words. Stirring the pot is half the fun… I love stirring the pot if it means I am going to get spanked hard and … * nevermind, innocent look * and teasing you with a little taste, letting you wonder just how messy I’ll let that pot get before you lick it clean. 😈🔥 Thanks for the BIG LIKE, and that RL award? I’ll take it… naked.

Careful… it’s always hot over here, and I might sneak in and let you push me back against the oven door. Feel me shiver as the heat seeps into my skin, while your lips trace fire over me. I’d melt for you, drip for you, beg for you… and then I’d make you burn just as wildly, until we’re both too undone to tell where the heat ends and we begin. Okay I get carried away easily… I swear my mind is permanently in the gutter…

I knew you are the sentimental type Adagio even if you hide it… but still you surprised me. And I have to admit, hearing that feels nice. I like knowing my words aren’t just read, but felt – that they leave you with an experience. Careful though… if you keep saying things like that, I might start expecting more sweet confessions from you.

Mmm… piping hot, gooey, and tempting – you make me blush the way you describe tasting my words, Damian. Maybe I should keep baking them up just to see how hungry I can make you. Your appetite is always appreciated. 🔥😉 sweet and gooey is only the surface. Beneath the sugar there’s intense heat, bite, and something far more decadent. I love that you tasted the fire in this one.

Thank you… guess I just can’t help but let some sexiness slip into everything I write. Maybe it’s my guilty pleasure… or maybe I just like keeping you stirred up. I love that you stopped by to see me, that’s very sweet. 😉🔥

Mmm, you always had a way with words – orchard of midnight promise might be my new favorite sin. I’ve been keeping the quill warm and other things hot, just waiting for someone to come steal a taste again. Careful though… this fruit still bites back. 🍒🖤

Careful M.E—too much honey and I might forget where the poem ends and you begin 🙂

Thank you, Fia

What’s happening with the Epstein case is literally showing us that we have no power to fight back…according to them. They silence or eliminate what threatens them. Which – honestly – showcases their fragility perfectly. I’m over here screaming my head off about my truth & healing despite them. They can’t stop me. Cowardly monsters. Thank you

Thank you, Thomas

I agree. Not understanding them comforts me. I’ll keep my vulnerability & integrity intact & I’m just fine not understanding how their twisted minds work.

I read something the other day that gave me a moment of peace & hope. Loosely translated it said…light has the power to illuminate in darkness, but dark cannot look into light, it cannot bear it’s glow. I find that very calming. I’ll just keep my little fire burning & let them cower in their dark minds. Thank you, my friend

I have so much going on in my mind on any given day, I have to clear headspace. They don’t always go where I expect them to land. This one started in a dark moment. But I found myself rebelling internally as I wrote & the tone changed. Together is always stronger. Thank you, my friend

I don’t think any single person who encounters another human being isn’t walking wounded. We all walk around bleeding and causing each other further damage. I believe you might be on to something there. Maybe the world is damage. Disheartening that the biggest common denominator amongst us is pain…

Thanks Fia. Appreciate it.

Absolutely. The only winners are the governments of the world. Thanks Jacob.

No one comes out unharmed. It’s a shame we here about so much of it time & time again. No matter what part of the world or decade, war rears it’s ugly head. Thanks my friend.

Thank you Thomas for the awesome feedback!

Thank you 🧡

Thank you 😊

Life is…lifing. Thank you, my friend 😊

Thank you, Thomas

I’ve been slowly making spoken versions of many of my pieces. Just takes more time and energy than I currently have to spare. Thank you so much 😊