Nostalgia
I miss the charade, the running away, the getting caught. I miss the role play, the tease, the right spot. I miss the caress, the dampness, the clothes in the way, I miss the glistening sweat, the weight, the words you say, I miss the warmth, the way it eases in, the way it fills,
Read MoreHe Keeps Me Alive
You, I hate how you take me for granted. I hate how you’re selfish I hate how you put your pleasure before minea I hate how I always come second But, You’ve gotten into my bloodstream You’re coursing through my veins You’re flowing in my arteries And, Try as I may, I cannot
Read MoreComparisons
Would she walk funny like I do? Would she eat her wedges the way I do? Would she snore (a little) like I do? When you breathe her in, would you compare our scent? When you hold her close, would she feel strange? When you kiss her lips, would they taste the same? When you
Read MoreAbout Me
iaremunyee.
Played many roles in life but I have always been and will always be a writer first.