Jan 19
I write to seduce myself. It's hotter that way.
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I write to seduce myself. It's hotter that way.
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Never Thought I’d Hear That
I was absolutely being a nerd to my boyfriend about dogfights during WWII, Vietnam, and Korea. And I mean like... Wouldn’t shut up about these pilots.
And then I hear.....
“You’re hot when you’re nerding out about something 😏😏”
I’m not sure how to take this information 😂
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His grip on your throat tightens slightly, not enough to hurt but enough to hold you firmly in place. His other hand slides up from your hip to your waist, pulling you flush against him so you can feel every inch of his growing arousal through their clothes. His lips hover mere millimeters from yours as he whispers back, "Do you even know what that means?"His thumb presses harder against your pulse point, "Because if I love someone..."He pauses, "I don't let them go."His voice drops lower, "Ever."His eyes search yours intensely.
"It's what I was counting on." I reply, taking my left hanf and pressing my thumb firmly into the pressure point in the nerve cluster of his ball joint. I'm then easily able to remove his hand from my throat. Twisting his arm into a chicken wing, I then slam him up against the door, not with a lot of force but enough to let him know he's met his equal. I open my mouth, kiss his neck, and gently suck, leaving a small hickey.
When Depression Overwhelms
There are days when the weight of the world presses against my chest, when even breathing feels like too much effort. I move through the hours like wading through fog, heavy, slow, unseen. The simplest things slip away: laughter, energy, light. Depression doesn’t always roar; sometimes it whispers that I’m alone, that I’ll never feel whole again. But somewhere beneath the ache, a quiet truth remains, that I’ve survived every dark day before this one. And maybe, just maybe, that means I can survive this one too.
To My Husband
I don’t love you in the easy moments only,
the soft mornings or the quiet laughs.
I love you in the pauses.
In the breaths we take before forgiving.
In the days that ask more of us than we planned to give.
You are my steadiness.
Not the kind that cages,
but the kind that lets me fall apart
knowing there will be hands to gather the pieces
without asking me to explain the mess.
I love how you choose me
even when I am complicated,
even when love looks like patience
instead of poetry.
Especially then.
You are home,
not because you never change,
but because you stay.
Because you grow beside me,
because you see me clearly
and love me anyway.
If I have a forever,
it is built from ordinary days with you.
Coffee cooling on the counter.
Shared glances that say everything.
A life stitched together
by loyalty, tenderness, and quiet devotion.
This is my promise,
spoken without ceremony or show:
I choose you.
Again.
And again.