Nothing better than when she’s on top of you needing freedom from her storms; and she comes releasing the sweetest rain…
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Maps
Let me lose myself in the geography of you,
exploring every valley, ascending every peak,
tracing the curves your body keeps secret beneath the warmth of my fingertips.
Let my lips become the language that awakens what words cannot reach,
my touch a slow burning discovery,
my desire a journey without a destination.
Tonight, I want to learn you by heart,
not merely the landscape of your body,
but every tremor, every breath, every hidden longing that makes you irresistibly, devastatingly you.
And when the world falls silent,
let me remain lost in your wilderness,
where passion meets tenderness and two souls forget where one ends
and the other begins….
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La duda es esencial. Es la duda la que nos mantiene en marcha hasta que llega el momento de tomar una decisión definitiva.
© Kazuo Ishiguro
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sometimes i wonder,
if i lived closer,
would you have come
when the world felt heavy
and i couldn’t quite
carry it on my own?
if you heard the sadness
in my voice,
if you knew i’d been crying,
if the night got long
and i needed someone
to remind me i was loved.
would you have driven
through the dark
just to sit beside me,
pull me into your arms,
and stay until
the hurt had softened?
i wonder would you
have stopped by
just because you
missed me?
if i would have been
the person you drove to,
you checked on,
you couldn’t stand
to leave hurting alone.
i know i would have.
i wouldn’t have needed
a reason beyond you.
i would have wanted
to be where you were
when you needed me most.
i’ve imagined
a thousand little ways
how i would have loved you
if you were here.
and sometimes
i wish we could have known
what our love felt like
without all these miles
between us.
not because i doubt
what we shared,
but because a part of me
will always wonder
what it would have been
to love you
a little closer.




















