Miel de Lavande

When you ask how I like it, the fire you’ve started with your fingers drags across my skin & I erupt in muffled moans, lost in the echos of your name Or should I say nothing- Playing your game, only winning when I lose myself in you My heart, as dark as the starless night,…

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Knowledge & Hunger

I promised myself I would never know hunger again, but that’s the problem with knowledge. Ignorance is truly bliss. Once you know someone or something it’s hard to forget them completely. The touch of an ex love/lover fades but is it ever truly gone. The sting of loss subsides but the wounds are still there. Hunger…