some bare feelings openly. Some are more private. Both are deserving of hugs and love.

Amongst
The ghosts
Is where
I subsist

A place of comfort
A place where
I am with
Friends

It's the darkness
That makes
Everything
Seem right
Possibilities
Which need
No wishes
To be

And arms
Of no substance
Yet they
Hold me so
Very
Close
And
Tightly

Is it selfish
To want you
All to myself

Vibing alone to figure things out and work on yourself until someone makes you feel seen, heard, understood, appreciated and supported is good for your mental health..

I left a hidden notes,
maybe you will find me.

10wordspoet ✍️
#10wordspoet

Entwined as one silhouette
in the flickering candlelight
The shadows on the wall tell
the tale of a decadent night

Naked souls
immersed in kisses
and caresses
little drops of sweat
budding
skin to skin friction
building
we are spring in heat
can’t get enough
blooming ecstasy
bursting with love’s colors

#loveletters
#SeductiveEchoes
#Ravenswriting Raven's Writings

A sunrise can be a salve for a wounded heart—the cure in the form of a new beginning.

Of course
when it comes to beauty Girl,
you are as always
that rampant reminder…

In the middle
of the night
I can hear her
crying in her sleep
But In the morning
Always greets me
with a smile.
She is such
a heartbreaking story
but she always find
a reason to shine
and write her pain
so beautifully,
achingly displayed
on every page of her life.

Octopus or Fruit 🤔
What do you see?

Make lust to me

the sweet suffering
of watching
and wanting
the secrets
beneath her wings

Be my peace when I am at war with myself.

Through the corridors of chaos, it silently roams,
In the hollows of heartache, it quietly moans.
A prisoner of past, in memories encased,
Wearing scars like medals, intricately laced

your voice could quiet all the wars behind these eyes.

The right one can make everything change for you.. make you feel things that you haven’t felt for a long time. Make you look forward to things that you haven’t for a while.. make you look forward to talking to them every fucking day.. because the day wouldn’t feel normal if you

Our words mingle in
frangipani vibes
As they create stories
of our wild delights
Lost to desire our quills
gather ink with lust
And smear it like wanton
little verses scattered
Across the lace tide
pages of our nights
🖤

#Pemsmuses
#Amatory Amatory~
#inkMine #firewords280 !