I love the curves of his body the hard points the sharp angles the soft spots how our fingers entertwine we fit into one another and beside

sleep here next to me with your arm draped over my side our legs entwined keep my body warm as I dream your skin pressed to mine comforts…… Read more “sleeping”

Soft hands with a strength I didn’t know existed ones I can take comfort in rely upon lean into melt underneath They hold me, stroke me, touch…… Read more

The sound of his voice leaves me undone. I hang up and pause silently for a minute, letting myself return to the quiet; the rest of my…… Read more “appeal”

He’s hard where I’m overly soft where I’m sensitive hard but not callous rigid where I bend secure where I waver there are weak spots, worn down…… Read more “puzzle”

Does he know how he makes me feel? How he’s unfolded me? Years ago, in school, secretive notes written on paper ripped from a spiral bound book.…… Read more “unfolding”