Engaging in some daywalking?Is it sweat that sweetly rolls
Down my neck and décolletage
Burning trails over rough, sun
Scorched areas below?
Do I dare to drink deeply
Of this day which is my night
To find a book of proverbs, steam
Lined over walls?
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Engaging in some daywalking?Is it sweat that sweetly rolls
Down my neck and décolletage
Burning trails over rough, sun
Scorched areas below?
Do I dare to drink deeply
Of this day which is my night
To find a book of proverbs, steam
Lined over walls?
Is it sweat that sweetly rolls
Down my neck and décolletage
Burning trails over rough, sun
Scorched areas below?
Do I dare to drink deeply
Of this day which is my night
To find a book of proverbs, steam
Lined over walls?
The pictures your words paint are as beautiful as the photos you post. Have a great weekend.You and Rope
I will never forget
That first shower
The shelf
Your face
How the water hit us
While I wanted nothing between us
I will never forget
That first kiss
The hall
Your lips
How our shaking hands felt
While our heart beats sped away
I will never forget
That first touch
The electricity
Your finger tips
Our nerves of it all melting
While I could feel myself melting
Memories, helped along by the grip of the rope, and the fingers dug into your breasts.You and Rope
I will never forget
That first shower
The shelf
Your face
How the water hit us
While I wanted nothing between us
I will never forget
That first kiss
The hall
Your lips
How our shaking hands felt
While our heart beats sped away
I will never forget
That first touch
The electricity
Your finger tips
Our nerves of it all melting
While I could feel myself melting
Oh my... Moochie! What a picture... I love it so much! And such a lovely poem again.You and Rope
I will never forget
That first shower
The shelf
Your face
How the water hit us
While I wanted nothing between us
I will never forget
That first kiss
The hall
Your lips
How our shaking hands felt
While our heart beats sped away
I will never forget
That first touch
The electricity
Your finger tips
Our nerves of it all melting
While I could feel myself melting
*hugs you tight*Dolonia: The fear when people genuinely like you and you can’t fathom why. Wondering if they have you confused for someone you believe they deserve, someone who doesn’t have the qualities you hate the most about yourself.
This feels very relatable. You are an amazing person, even with faults that might seem bigger from the inside. Faults that look like massive oil smears when looking at oneself, but just a speck of dust to those on the outside looking in.Dolonia: The fear when people genuinely like you and you can’t fathom why. Wondering if they have you confused for someone you believe they deserve, someone who doesn’t have the qualities you hate the most about yourself.
I have that. All. The. Time.Dolonia: The fear when people genuinely like you and you can’t fathom why. Wondering if they have you confused for someone you believe they deserve, someone who doesn’t have the qualities you hate the most about yourself.
Not come across Dolonia before, but rest assured my liking of you isn’t confused at all.Dolonia: The fear when people genuinely like you and you can’t fathom why. Wondering if they have you confused for someone you believe they deserve, someone who doesn’t have the qualities you hate the most about yourself.
Dolonia: The fear when people genuinely like you and you can’t fathom why. Wondering if they have you confused for someone you believe they deserve, someone who doesn’t have the qualities you hate the most about yourself.
Dolonia: The fear when people genuinely like you and you can’t fathom why. Wondering if they have you confused for someone you believe they deserve, someone who doesn’t have the qualities you hate the most about yourself.
I'll save you.
This feels very relatable. You are an amazing person, even with faults that might seem bigger from the inside. Faults that look like massive oil smears when looking at oneself, but just a speck of dust to those on the outside looking in.
Btw….you do deserve people who genuinely like you. You have the qualities. The heart. The soul. The humanity. We often don’t see it, but others can.
*sends huge hugs*Thank you, Sage one. I’m feeling a bit beat after 9 nights of work and two left. It’s a bit of the little engine that could energy mixed with Rihanna’s Work.
Looked like you were going under and a bit of resuscitation maybe needed.I think I’m pretty good at doing the saving (I actually hold certificates in several saving skills), so I’m interested in knowing… what will you save me from?![]()

I think you exaggerate with the everyone, and I do recall a time where I made one person quite unhappy, and then as punishment made a number of people amused by having to wear a specific hair style for a short while. But I will stop nitpicking and say I appreciate the sentiment and I look forward to our hug as well.You make everyone around you happy, my sweet friend. Thank you for seeing through my dusty exterior. I look forward to our hug soon.![]()