Time and distance have no meaning here;
The door is always open and a fire burns for your return.
The moment you arrive, it is once again
Home.
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The Moment You Arrive
Naughty Bits
Cinnamon
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| Cinnamon Photo by Kanko |
It’s the spicy, hot tingle on the tip of my tongue,
And candy apple memories from when we were young;
Warm, gooey thoughts of sticky buns, too,
All swirl together when I think of you.
Sin. Amen.
Flesh and Juice
I want you – all of you.
I want to bite your flesh; I want to taste you.
Yield your sweet essence and flood my mouth – filling me, warming me.
I want to bite your flesh; I want to taste you.
Yield your sweet essence and flood my mouth – filling me, warming me.
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Freshly Baked
She’s a freshly baked cookie kinda girl.
Warm temptation; always moist; a simple, melt-on-your-tongue sweet indulgence-
Reminding you of home.
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Chili
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| Original Photo by: Erik Araujo |
What a strange name for something
That tingles the tongue when tasted
And inspires delightful warmth when viewed.
Hot and spicy, yes.
Chili? No.
That tingles the tongue when tasted
And inspires delightful warmth when viewed.
Hot and spicy, yes.
Chili? No.
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