If you tease me for long I might become wild...

I'm happy, horny, sleepy and in love with you. That's how I want It. Goodnight babe.

I'm so comfy just laying here waiting for you to message me back. The notification makes my heart leap and I just get so fucking excited because I want to hear more and more from you.

I’m craving all of you, to have you and to keep the totality of you forever and ever, to was in your very essence every moment of my life and the many forms that takes, Thai takeout and a movie that we have seen a million times, which we could easily interrupt when the hands started getting a little too wandery. I would make myself comfortable, with a glass of Blue Moon while you sit naked against me. I want you to sit in my lap while I brush your hair and kiss the nape of your neck. I want to be cute and kinky with you. I want to cuddle you while we touch and squeeze each other whenever and wherever we want. It's not sex with you, its naked poetry. You are something cavemen would paint on a wall to honor some fertility goddess. I make offerings to you fertility goddess, all hail queen thickness; all hail queen radiance! All hail Queen Lexie!


I'm a little bit of the jealous type tbh. I’m not "crazy" jealous, but I couldn't handle someone obviously flirting with what's mine. Like *ahem* excuse me. She's my princess, I'm the one who gets to love her, I'm the one who gets to share smiles and sing songs with and I'm the one who's name slips from her mouth when she cums, soooo please fuck all the way off. Ugh. Being possessive or (to an extent) is so hot to me. Like squeezing your butt and pulling you closer to reminding everyone we're together? Uhhh, yes please.

I can't wait to move into an apartment with you, the love of my life and fall asleep next to you. Wake up next to you, cook food with you, leave the house holding hands with you, stay up late watching horror movies and listening to music with you while playing board games. Being able to share every moment of my life with you.

Everything can be wrong with you and you’ll be perfect in my eyes. Love is a hard rock between two people and can’t be torn apart. Love is a beautiful red rose given for no apparent reason. Love is a fire that reigns in the heart. Love is a river, never ending and getting greater with time. Love is swallowing hot chocolate before it cools off. It takes you by surprise at first, but keeps you warm for a really long time. Love is a journey not a destination. Love is the only game never postponed because of darkness. Love is me and you. You are the sun, the very air I breathe. Without you, life just wouldn’t be the same. Don’t ever go, and if you do, don’t forget to take me with you. When something really good happens, you’re the one I want to share it with. When something is bothering me you’re the only one who understands me. When I laugh and cry, you’re the only one who makes my laughter grow and my tears disappear. I don’t care if a problem comes across us. I would rather deal with that problem by your side than dealing with things alone. I won’t ever give up on you, I have faith in you, and that’s a promise. For the first time in my whole life, I feel a love I have never felt before. You opened a door inside me. I don’t care if you have phobias, I don’t care if you can’t trust yourself with things. I don’t care about any of the imperfections or flaws that you have.


I know for 110% sure you’re my true love. I don’t care what people say. I feel it inside me. It’s a feeling I can no longer express with words, but express by saying nothing, and placing your hand on my heart, leaving it there and not saying anything for the whole night. Every day I fall in love with you even more. I love you. I will love you for as long as I live, and even after that. You are one of the most important people in my life. I’m thankful for you, for everything you do, I’m thankful for our love. I don’t remember life before we fell in love, and I really don’t want to! Remember: Don't measure our distance; measure my love.

Your body might be bigger than you’d like, but it’s soft, and round, and lovable, and that makes you one of the cutest cutie around. You’re perfect in every way possible. You don’t have to be model skinny. You don’t have to have a model's face. You’re beautiful to me. Inside and out, you’re gorgeous. You’re stunning. You’re radiant. The best lover knows all about you and still loves you. I love you because of you, not in spite of you. I don’t want you any other way. I don’t want someone perfect. I just want someone perfect for me. That person is you.

I need a sloppy make out session with touching and teasing, because I'm clingy and I want affection. I'm a complete mess, because all I want is to be yours. I want your affection and the warmth of your touch. I'm needy for your love and affection. Entirely. Right now. Forever. Please.


I love our relationship because we can do stupid shit together and just hang out, but also we’re so in love with each other that we can't keep our hands off each other. I need your warmth, and to give you the sweetest kisses you'll ever taste. I wish I had you talking to me when everything gets so confusing so it would help solve my puzzlement. I wish I could hold you right now and tell you it’ll be alight. Kissing your forehead and rubbing your back.

We lay on the couch cuddled up and play word games with each other, taking breaks only to put my finger under chin, gently lift your face up and kiss your adorable nose, your ivory forehead, your rosy cheeks, your luscious pink lips and your small chin. The radiant stars that make up the beautiful constellation of your face.

What do I want for us; I want all your love and care, and affection. Show me that and I'll give you all of me and the world. Just hold my hand, kiss my knuckles, nuzzle my neck, and make out with me. Give me warm hugs and soft cuddles, and I'll be yours to the sun burns out.

God I just want to kiss all over your face and cuddle you.  I just wanna shower my love onto you. I need to rest my head on your chest while you rub my back and tell me reassuring comments. I miss holding hands, warm hugs, make outs, and kisses with you. Your hugs would feel so good right now. Tell me cute things and kiss me all night.

I'm so horny and affectionate at the moment. I'm cold and restless, but you're not here. I just want to touch you and kiss your neck. I want slow passionate sex. Hold your hands above your head while I thrust into you; bury your face into my neck as I call you beautiful. Make each other feel good physically and emotionally. I really want to cuddle, but I also want you to cum on my cock. I want to kiss you good morning between your legs and taste your dreams of us. I want to do to you what spring does to cherry trees I’m of two minds usually.

I just fell asleep and I wish you were here on top of me, kissing me to pull me out of dream land. I missed being loved on and having someone to love on, but now I have you and I am content. I like to imagine us just cuddling in the morning, tangled all up in each other and suddenly pulling you in to straddle me, slowly sliding my cock in your tight princess parts and slowly fucking you while my head still rests on your chest and my hands grip your ass so good while we move. Sounds like a great way to start off on a Sunday, right?





I really just need to be held and to feel safe right now. I want you to be my little spoon with your hands on me. Kiss my neck and whisper in my ear how much I mean to you. I need to rest my head on your chest while you rub my back and tell me reassuring comments. I need a sloppy make out session with touching and teasing, because I'm clingy and I want affection.


This isn’t hyperbole at all when I say this, okay? I used to try and design the perfect woman on a lark a long time ago, and It wasn't until I met you that I realize that god had already made her. Everything about you Is so wonderful It borders on unreal! Your body Is perfect In every way and I cannot stress how much I love It and want to cherish It every day, your face Is the very definition of perfection and twists my stomach Into excitable, soaring knots. Your selflessness, generosity and desire to put everyone else before yourself Is a marvelous trait I want to share in with you. Your sense of humor and your Intelligence keep me enraptured and overjoyed for hours! I want you to know that I'm really happy that the universe put me in your path because I routinely come to you when I feel overwhelmed by the world and I need to be recharged and put on a happy constant again. I know all about you and still love you. I love you because of you, not in spite of you. My heart beats for you, and it always will. Remember that.

It's a shame on days like these, when I'm home alone and completely free, that you aren't here to make sweet memories with me. We would make sure every single room, every space, has a story to it, so all we would have to do in the future is pass by and remember in sharp detail every vibrant moment of the things we did. Laid out across the bed, watching spooky movies and documentaries, pinned up against the wall, dancing to Spotify playlists we have made for each other, pressed against the tile In the shower, playing monopoly, bent over the table, eating a pizza we just made, straddling on the couch, having water gun fights, kneeling In front of you on the floor. And then all I would have to do is whisper in your ear "do you remember?" And you would blush and your body would say yes where your mind was at a loss for words, growing ready once again to make more delicious memories together.

At least there is first this summer, this gauzy Idyll haze with Lexie. The two of them playing house, eating waffles, lounging nude by the pool, feeding each other cherries, the blood-red juice dribbling down their chins until It Is caught by the other's tongue. Long nights of getting tangled In the sheets, longer days of lying on the grass, Derek reading aloud from a book, Lexie resting her head on Derek's chest and feeling the warm thrum of his heart. The sun lemony and cozy above them, a soft green breeze whispering through the yard. In the many years after, they will look back on these halcyon years as fondly as anyone had ever looked back upon years past. A time when two people disappeared Into each other and created their own universe together. When a house and a person was enough. When the world was simple and uncluttered and impossibly lovely. When a boy named Derek Davis would come bounding out of the house onto the porch, carrying a pitcher of lemonade or a bottle of wine and would stop for a brief moment, smiling as he gazed at Lexie sitting and waiting, Lexie seeing that Derek was as happy as she was. That he too wouldn't mind letting the rest of the world forget them forever.

The rules of the Polaroid "game" are so incredibly simple it shocked me how I didn’t see them sooner. The rules are "Simon Says". So to start off I really want to see how you make yourself cum. I'll grab the camera say 'Simon Says' and describe, better yet guide you through what I want to do for me. I'll use my voice that you like so much and coach you to climax. Anything you want me to say I'll say, fast or slow as you work over your clit. Or I can be quiet while you explore your wet lips and dive in searching, hunting for that particular spot and that magic angle over and over again. Elicit some sighs, let lose some moans or breathe rapidly through your nose and bite on your bottom lip. I want to see how you do it to yourself. So show me while I snap away.

I don't know if you're very religious but I'd like to show you God. His church doesn't meet on Sunday, but rather it meets every time our skin touches, our tongues set out in search of destinations both favorite and new, when our fingers twirl and drag the outlines of new constellations over backs, legs, bellies & arms.

It meets where our eyes meet and we realize we've never felt more safe or at home, where our bodies lean together and trade warmth under blankets, where we hold hands and our fingers interlock as we rock back and forth like a wooden boat in waters as blue as our bodies now are.

Worship meets still when hands trace jawlines and pull prized and idolized lips in for kisses because they are the preferred currency to any other gesture or utterance, where we stare at each other or simply carry on about our day In comfortable silence, where languid limbs cuddle up and wrap around each other In the warm noon sun mid nap and our very breath seems to take on the sound of affirmations to each other,  'I am...' on the Inhale '...yours' on the exhale.

Once more church meets where we do and whimsy is reveled in and the world is shut out, and we laugh so hard we draw tears to our eyes during games of strip Sorry, naked Twister, impromptu Nerf wars, swimsuit water gun fights or after discussing books, and music & movies.

The best part about this beautiful church, who's only commandments are to love and be loved In return Is that It's open every second of every day, and there is nothing I want more than then to live in its warm viridian garden with you. Except the hope that you want to live, to share, to grow in it with me just as much.

When I'm alone, you are near to me
You have made a home in my memory
There you will abide for forever
And I will keep you warm in the night
The only love my heart approaches
Your big, tender eyes fill my mind with roses
I drink your wine
And never will my heart dry inside


I hear echos of your laughter in the corners of my mInd
WhIle I memorIze every detaIl of your IntrIcate desIgn
In your haIr there is a symphony
Your lIps, a strIng quartet
They tell storIes of regIster 26
Where we fIrst met
Now somewhere tIme pursues us
As we love In TechnIcolor
But I dwell in the sIlence on your words
WhIch move me lIke none other
ThIs tIme I shall be unafraId
And vIolence wIll not move me
ThIs tIme we wIll relax
ThIs tIme we wIll stay In our movIe

"Kiss her. Slowly, take your time, there’s no place you’d rather be. Kiss her but not like you’re waiting for something else, like your hands beneath her shirt or her skirt or tangled up In her bra straps. Nothing like that. Kiss her like you’ve forgotten any other mouth that your mouth has ever touched. Kiss her with a curious childish delight. Laugh into her mouth, Inhale her sighs. Kiss her until she moans. Kiss her with her face In your hands. Or your hands in her hair. Or pulling her closer at the waist. Kiss her like you want to take her dancing. Like you want to spin her into an open arena and watch her look at you like you’re the brightest thing she’s ever seen. Kiss her like she’s the brightest thing you’ve ever seen. Take your time. Kiss her like the first and only piece of chocolate you’re ever going to taste. Kiss her until she forgets how to count. Kiss her silent. Come away, ask her what 2+2 is and listen to her say your name In answer."


—Azra Tabassum


I tremble
You're gonna eat me alive
If I stumble
You're gonna leave me alone
Can you hear my heart
Beating like a hammer
Beating like a hammer

Help I'm in love
My heart keeps beating like a hammer
Feels so right to be soft
So natural to be tender
Come take my pulse the pace is on a runaway train
Help in love
My heart keeps beating like a hammer
Beating like a hammer

If you’re still alive
My regrets are few
If my life were mine
How lonely I would be
I get wherever I'm going
I get whatever I need
While my blood's still flowing
And my heart's still
Beating like a hammer
Beating like a hammer

Help I'm in love
My heart keeps beating like a hammer
Feels so right to be soft
So natural to be tender
Come take my pulse the pace is on a runaway train
Help I'm in love
My heart keeps beating like a hammer
Beating like a hammer

If you’re still alive
My regrets are few
If my life were mine
How lonely I would be
I get wherever I'm going
I get whatever I need
While my blood's still flowing
And my heart's still
Beating like a hammer
Beating like a hammer
Beating like a hammer
Beating like a hammer

Help I’m in love
My heart keeps beating like a hammer

Even though I met you only recently
I find myself falling in love with you
I don't know quite how to put this decently
But what's the chance that you could love me too?
Who who who who who
Has made my dreams come true?
And turned my gray skies blue
Why it's you you you you you
Like amorous lovebirds do
Who made my world seem new
It’s just you you you you you
You make me feel like I'm seventeen again
You make everything beautiful seem true
I can't wait to go to sleep and dream again
Because every dream I dream's a dream of dreamy little you
Who who who who who
Has made my dreams come true
And turned my gray skies blue
Why it's you you you you you
Like amorous lovebirds do
You make my world seem new
It’s just you you you you you
You make the world go around
The sun go up and down
The flowers bloom in May
The children laugh and play
Shall we choose a wedding day?
Who who who who who
Has made my dreams come true?
And turned my gray skies blue
It’s just you you you you
Like amorous lovebirds do
Who made my world seem new
It’s just you you you you you