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Fetish

12/25/2017

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Everytime I see him,
I think of Hershey’s
and hot chocolate
velvet and satin softness
sweet, gentle laughter
and light lingering kisses.
I think of sweet shit
like the sound of gentle rain,
the crackling of the fireplace
and lovers holding hands
in the dark
talking low over a little Teddy Pendergrass.
Everytime I see him,
I think about doodling
hearts and x’s and o’s
and writing some type of love poem
about romance and passion
and bells ringing in chapel halls.
I think of holding him
and being held inside his need
and the desire to touch his skin with my skin
is because I want to be him
be a part of him
feel him be every part of me
cause he got me writing romance novels
and Hallmark movie endings
and happily ever always
every damn time I see him.
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11/26/2019 05:25:40 am

Why is she so quiet? What is she afraid of? I am not sure where these thoughts are leading but I think I am hungry and I really don't want to eat any carbs and sugar today. I feel I am getting sick already from all of it. I am afraid of what's happening to me. I am beginning to crave things I normally will just ignore. I used to be more at peace with my spiritual side but now I am craving for food and I wanted to be adored. I panic all the time. I can hardly breathe and I don't really know why this is happening.

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