Here with another poem from writer Remy.
Here with another poem from writer Remy.
It’s always hard choosing a poem to post a photo with. I love all of his pieces. Please don’t stop writing Remy.
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She wanted to protect my heart from the world
Saying no one deserved it
And maybe I liked it
It felt weird being guarded.
Protect my heart from the reality
Because I was never that type
But I shattered my heart before a
Falling for the wrong side
So to protect it
She said ‘with my life’.
I never want to be afraid to love
So protect my heart from the universe
Safe with the stars
She healed the scars
She held on
Wherever my heart went, she wasn’t too far.
Protect my heart
More from this poet.
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Wildflowers can’t be controlled
Neither can the girl with a soul
Boundless as the sky
And a spirit as free
And as wild as the ocean ~Melody Lee
Visit link below to watch her recent poetry video titled Entangled
You say you have demons
But I won’t fight them
Until you get rid of your fears
When you find me swimming across your ocean
May I be your potion
To heal your wounds
I soon will become that missing piece
But only if you look past these shark like tendencies
And understand that I am the night vision when you’re in darkness
I will hunt when you feel weak
Always on the move so I don’t sleep
I am very much like you….
If you can just look at me
You will see that we can rule this ocean together
I’m back with another poetry video. What a way to kick off Libra season. Special thanks to Nathan Benson with Mr. Benson photography for helping make this happen. More photos can be found on my IG @photospeaks_photography
More from this writer here.
Couple years ago I decided to find writers who were interested in writing to my photos. Either I choose a piece from them for inspiration or they would right a personal piece. Years later and I’ve still be able to find some great writers to connect with. Most of them, I’ve never met.
This writer is no stranger to the blog. Make sure to check him out on IG @remythewriter
Let’s just get straight to it. This is one for the couples who like to risk being late for work for some morning pleasure.
Alarm sounds at 6:15 a.m. and you press silent. Falling back to sleep because he has already worn you out and you just want to sleep till the last second. Somehow you fall into a deep sleep and start dreaming about filling your mouth with his piece. Not just filling it up but slurping and stroking and caressing. Looking into his eyes as you go up and down, wrapping your tongue all around it. He’s gripping the pillows and kicking the covers onto the floor. Just when he tries to grab the back of your head you push his hands away and tell him don’t touch my pinup. Go right back to sucking, this time only letting your tongue do the work. Your random act of pushing his hand away caught him off guard but turned him on more because you’re taking control. Now you’re massaging him while you work up more saliva causing it to run down in between his nut sack. 6:30 a.m. the next alarm sounds and you wake up…
Damn, did I really just dream all of that? No….my first thoughts are did I say anything in my sleep and did he hear me. If not, then I can easily just get dressed and get ready for work. But what if he did hear me and now he will be disappointed that I’m not giving him morning head. I’m just going to get dressed it’s already 6:30 and I do not want to be late today. (Looking over at him) He’s so fucking sexy just laying there. Let me just touch it. Moments later and now you’re acting out that dream. He’s loving every second of it. I’m thinking I know it has to be 6:45 by now. We have 20 mins before we need to be walking out the door. Still going at it. Now he’s really turned on. He tells me as much as he wants to bust in my mouth, he needs to beat this nut out.
Now I’m bent over gripping the sheets, trying not to be too loud. Forget the time because this feels amazing. I can afford to be late. Stop thinking about work and enjoy this hard piece of meat inside your guts. He grabs the back of my hair and I’m like forget the pinup. Pull my hair babe. 6:47 a.m. jumping into the shower, now we’re rushing. I’m running down the stairs putting on clothes. He’s in the kitchen preparing lunches. Last words before we walk out the door, “Do you have everything?” We both know we are missing something but we need to leave out this house before we go for round two.
Of course I was late because of this damn traffic in this city is horrible. So no, I am not going to blame the morning pleasure from my lover. I am blaming traffic for my lateness. One day I will work when I want and morning pleasures will be a norm.