Senses

  I miss the sound of your laugh as I close my eyes tracing my body where your hands once were and the feeling of your lips pressed into mine then pulling me in closer craving... I lay alone between these sheets unfolding in lust to the thought of you J. Saunders    

Open Thought

Maybe one day I’ll stop day dreaming. Just like how, maybe I’ll stop writing about love and a lovers touch. I’ll tell my partner to go fuck himself and remember all the reasons why love is a fabricated creation of whatever we want. That all the liars, pretenders and cheaters ruined ever after for anyone … Continue reading Open Thought