Sexual Musings :: Lily Pads

“My veins are brushstrokes of indigo over yellow lily pads, a steady heart of flourishing green between Sundance and Moonrise. I don’t fancy myself a healer- or a warrior- or a scholar- But I am music and mischief, forgotten melodies and whispered laughter riding the wind waves. Woman of the wild, with thunder under her […]

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Sexual Musings :: 35MM

“There is an ecstasy in cradling your body, an ethereal distance between your hollow ribcage and the pulse in my fingers. An angry thrum of desire and purpose, an ache which radiates from your eye out into my lungs, a rippling breath before the final collapse of the shutter. No matter the frame, I’ve given […]

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