Protect my heart…

She wanted to protect my heart from the world
Saying no one deserved it
Selfish
And maybe I liked it
It felt weird being guarded.
Protect my heart from the reality
The savagery
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
Might
Try..
I never want to be afraid to love
Ever again
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.
~ @remythewriter
Protect my heart

More from this poet.

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Light peeking through darkness

I had a headache without a cure
Vulnerable and so insecure
Everyday I would feel inadequate
A tsunami hit, I cried day and night
Fighting for what I knew was right
Climbing mountains, no more doubting
Staying grounded, the climb don’t stop
Lately I’ve been way too hard on myself
Blaming my problems on everyone else
Stone Mountain, Stone Mountain~ St. Beauty Stone Mountain

Why do we go into the darkness?

Shark bait…

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

He’s lucky….

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

Read Cracks here

Read You and I here

6:15

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.

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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…

 

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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.

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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.

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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.

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4 a.m.

Pulls hair

Smacks cheeks

Fuck me!

 

Sweat dripping

Bodies gliding

Slither in

Slide out

 

Cream explosion

Nipples solid

Back scratching

Ride it

 

Lips gripping

Eye staring

Tears flowing

Love me!