don’t stop

June 23, 2020

dont stop when you notice my eyelids fluttering closed, dont stop when you realize i couldnt stay conscious one moment longer, dont stop when i go limp and vulnerable beneath your hands. dont stop dont stop dont stop. keep going until youre satisfied. even if that means cumming deep inside my soft, defenseless body – if that means two, three, four more orgasms. take your fill of me.

Don’t stop

Yes, you have nipped me
bitten me smitten me.

How the air scalds
between the inches

of our skin. Every cell
each molecule of the air

between us teems
with pollen, replete

with honey, bursting
with sparks and

their delicious malicious
sting — of this we sing.

Neile Graham

a little something

November 14, 2019

“What do you like doing best in the world, Pooh?”

“Well,” said Pooh, “what I like best-” and then he had to stop and think. Because although Eating Honey was a very good thing to do, there was a moment just before you began to eat it which was better than when you were, but he didn’t know what it was called. And then he thought that being with Christopher Robin was a very good thing to do, and having Piglet near was a very friendly thing to have; and so, when he had thought it all out, he said, “What I like best in the whole world is Me and Piglet going to see You, and You saying ‘What about a little something?’ and Me saying, ‘Well, I shouldn’t mind a little something, should you, Piglet,’ and it being a hummy sort of day outside, and birds singing.”

“I like that too,” said Christopher Robin, “but what I like doing best is Nothing.”

A.A. Milne
The House at Pooh Corner

coated with rich syrup

August 25, 2019

We ate honey and nothing else for many summers. Our throats, coated with rich syrup, formed heavy lustrous words and our skin glowed like our sustenance would in sunlight. We knew no taste but sweetness – sweet tongues and sweet eyes. We lived on gold; it was only ever gold flecked honey that oozed from heaven.

bee sting

May 24, 2018

Living is a little like licking honey from a bee sting.

Gray Wolf

Do you believe him…?

November 19, 2017

Just how I like them…

February 1, 2017