Always
I am not jealous
of what came before me.
Come with a man
on your shoulders,
come with a hundred men in your hair,
come with a thousand men
between your breasts and your feet,
come like a river
full of drowned men
which flows down to the wild sea,
to the eternal surf, to time!
Bring them all
to where I am waiting for you;
we shall always be alone,
we shall always be you and I
alone on earth,
to start our life.— Pablo Neruda
October 2012
1 post
September 2012
2 posts
August 2012
7 posts
watching a woman undressing, and witnessing a dim light caress her skin, and letting your hands lightly and barely touching her, then aggresively grabbing the back of her neck and pressing her lips against yours passionately so that your soul is released through breath and you have to say nothing but violently love her body and watch it reach a level of climax that has never before been witnessed has got to be the best fucking feeling in the world - Chay
July 2012
2 posts
Why is I love you so hard to feel and so hard to stay… Its been so hard for you to say.
June 2012
3 posts
It’s sad that something as basic as caring and respecting someone is seen as a unique quality when seeking out a future mate or even a friend. Has humanity become that detached that we don’t even expect people to know this?