Diary Entries

Diary entry: 5/23/17

In the morning

I wake up wanting you. Wanting our lips to meet. Below sea level with eyes locked. On dry land where even the softest kiss makes the ground shake. Allowing hands to guide along the calming waves of desire and fingers wanting to disappear below the ocean’s surface. It’s a meeting that needs to happen. It’s a peculiar thing to just wake up wanting. Hands between thighs wanting them to be yours. Wanting to wake up next to the hardest part of you. Wanting to be taken and gripped with a handful of flesh. Wanting to be devoured. Wanting to become the ripest peach you’ve ever tasted, you’ve ever enjoyed. I want to become for you.
I wake up wanting you.
And I want you, to want me too.

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