Wake Up
The light breeze makes the thin sheet dance. I open my eyes to find the same scene: the roofed dock, the light fog, the deep green trees and the steady breathing of my darkness.
This is a peaceful place. Somewhere in the middle of nowhere. Perfect for her. Perfect for my light.
Some species of bird strokes and sings in the trees, the light glow of the fog makes his face look heavenly. His skin as clear as the water beneath the dock.
With each breath I draw, I smell the salty intake of the water coming from the ocean. Yet, the scent of her always gets mixed in. She consumes me.
The selfish part of me wants his attention and the other wants him to stay how he is. Completely bare, only covered by a sheet, and asleep.
I've always wanted to bring her here. The moment I saw her, she made me think of this place. I pictured her here, naked, withering under me and in blissful pleasure.
The state that we were just in made me want to stay here forever. I want to feel it again. I'm going to do it. I'm going to get what I want.
I felt her body climb on top of me. Her small legs straddle my hips. Only the sheet separates us. Her hair tickles the top of my forehead. I try not to smile to make it seem like I'm still asleep, to find out what she will do next.
Our mouths are centimeters apart, my hands on either side of his head. I know he's awake, but I feed into his game. "Wake up."
I open my eyes to hers. Endless and hopeful. I make a quick movement to place her underneath me again. She bursts into giggles, but I grind my hips into her and she quickly quiets. I place my hand just below her neck and I smile. She reflects mine, as she always does.
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A Collection of Imagines
PoetryThese are some poems that I have created over the years that I thought I should share with someone. These poems are based off of people that I find really attractive, so please enjoy. Normal - you Italics - them Slight smut warning.