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Read MoreI don’t soften when it’s you.I go feral. The sheets disappearthe moment I feel you near.Only heat remains,thick, animal, undeniable. My body leans forwardbefore permission,before thought survives. Your touch finds me.Something ancient wakes.No patience,no civility,only wantcracking open my chest. I close my eyes...
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This is exact, in that it leads the reader with a daring promise of heat, without scorching their eyes and ears with blatant words. It’s like lingerie verses naked; Make them yearn first, build the hunger.
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Thank you, Styxian. I’m glad the heat landed in that quieter way… felt rather than shown. 🙂
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Read MoreA flower has thorns a sea with winds follows a peaceful one... Beauty can hurtif you don't know where to touch it... Fire that shows the wayburns with no mercy... Knowledge we create destroys our present and future... With knowledge and beauty we destroy ourselves...
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So cool. I love tidbits like this, that shows us some history about one another, how our creative thoughts started and matured over the years. And sometimes, it also shows how alike many of us approached drawing/writing back then. We are a kindred group, as writers. You’re good people, Sam.
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Read MoreWhy do people grow? Why do they sweat? Why do they draw Their future plans ahead? Children like to play With a car, a toy or a key. They like to have their way Like grownups and be. Why don’t they take their time Grow up like children...
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The way way back. Thanks for sharing Sam. Have a great week.
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Thanks Bat
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Read MoreI was searching for some old stuff up in the attic when I found those. Those were my notes and poems I had written when I was 14 or maybe 16 years old. I thought they were all lost...
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Thank you, Gus. I’m glad this one met you like that. And your hunger for the next makes me smile. 🙂