I want to lay bare upon your bones.
Flesh upon my own.
Feel the ecstasy of your rhythmic breath, it’s licks, it’s pauses.
Enticing the wild call within.
My temple is swollen.
Wet.
You drink her rivers.
Ravaged open by fiery tongue.
Rooted in deep union with you and the ancient songs of formless lovers.
Michelle Roberton ❤️
We have become so accustomed to the loud, the fast, the busy, the drama. Our ability to notice our subtle world is lost to us. In silence, there is not
Silence has been my faithful companion this past year. Last April, overnight my life was stripped bare of all I knew and I found myself in a life
Melting into silence. My body sighs. It’s tightly bound form unravels. The edges of who I am, are limitless. Silence beckons me. A wanton lover & to it, I yield.
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