You give the love you want to create

you give the greatest gift

Through heart beating coyness
I tell you, you make me want to giggle and
be silly and I feel like such a
Woman and your presence fills me.

I want to hold you.
Feel your breath on my neck,
your grip on my ribs,
firm, demanding, decided.

It’s not like we’re trying to get
anywhere in particular,
but the infinite
leads us deep.

We talk about entering
conversations,
bodies.
We laugh.
I soften,
notice my legs splayed open
lounging on the bed —
your wild invitation.

Can you feel me humming?
Maybe a change in my cadence
makes you ask,
have you touched yourself since last evening?

I confess.
Well,
not until this moment.

An oceanic yes.

You ask how much pressure
my fingers give.
Have fingers ever been
so treasured?
I want to worship your fingers.
Lay mine atop yours,
trace the curves of my lips
luscious and deliberate,
show you every facet.

How deep?
you ask me.

I’ve never trusted a
man’s demand,
but yours
I’ll beg for.

Open me,
please.
Tell me what you want of me.

There’s nothing I want more
than to give you every ounce of love
coursing through this body.
To multiply
with moaning harmony,
these heartbeats of
surrendered beauty

The truth is
I couldn't keep this hidden.

Now, my heart is speaking.

I long to reveal it all.
Feel your hands pressed into my belly
filling, slowing.
Feel you pulse in the center of me.
Wrap my legs around your waist,
kiss and breathe some wild thing awake.

This gift is beyond
who I am.
Beyond any conception
I knew of closeness.
This gift
of openness.

My delicate palate
tastes the flavor of your intimacy.
You give the love you want to create.
Is there anything more precious?

You are pure pulsing presence.
In your hands, I am everything.

Your midnight notes app poetry gets to be more than just fantasy.

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For those who are yearning to break out of the unfulfilling fairytale fantasy…

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