Lord Byron

I write about the desires you hide, the silences that betray you, and the intimacy that feels almost dangerous. Enter gently. Stay if you dare.

[Lord Byron @ProfLordByron]

Stay right there.
I can already see how these straps sit on you....
tight, waiting, that soft heat underneath.
Don’t move.

I’ll pull them aside and take you standing…
until those pretty thighs are shaking for me.

[ᏢᎬᎡᏢᎬᎢᏌᎪᏞᏞY ᏞᎾᏚᎢ @lostvalley0]

some
liasons
don't age
they ache
forever

[Priyambana ✨ @PriyambanaP]

Sometimes we get
shaped by the hidden
truths of the heart.

Knowingly
Unknowingly.

Until we become part of the soul
We said we never knew.

-Priyambana ✨

🦋

[Mikaella - The Conscious Witch @mikaellawitch13]

Good Mornin’ sunshine 🤩

It’s Freakin’ Friday.. Rise and Shine!

Here is a little note for you:

“You Matter…!” Coffee? 🫶🏻☕️

[Bridget Nyakato @mwiine_bri66880]

MEN: hope you pick a lesson from this 😄🫠

[Jeremy ...🪄🎲🥀 @TheDualToungue]

She clung to my neck,
her mouth falling open,

as the moment stole every thought
she had meant to keep.

All I felt was her trembling,
and all I heard was the sweetness
of her surrender.

[@Enchantd23 @enchantd23]

You know you live in the South when a snake is in your yard, you let out a clip trying to kill it and your neighbors are not even surprised. 🤣🖤

[🅰🅺🆂 🆂🅰🆈🆂, @AskingAks]

My hand settles against her throat, drawing her gaze into mine. The masks fall away; there is nothing left to hide, nowhere for either of us to look but deeper into the other. She closes the distance, slowly, deliberately. I meet her halfway, claiming her lips in a kiss that makes the rest of the world disappear. Her breath catches, then softens against my mouth. That little gasp feels like a #reward, a quiet confession written in the language of desire. I feel her warmth against me, the unspoken longing in every breath. Heat gathers between us, consuming the silence. And for that fleeting moment, neither of us belongs anywhere but here, lost in the gravity of each other.
#vss365

[Lucinda @LucindaAnnie]

Symphony silence
Where sound has never found its place
A feeling more than music explains
A symphony without a note
A silent wisdom deeply played
Listen close, with an open mind
To reflect the soul's most true embrace
Ask no questions, can you hear?
It’s a song calling your name

[🌶𝐌𝐞𝐥𝐥🌶 @_ItsMelissaa]

Good morning ☀️ ☕️

What they hate in you is missing in them. The things people criticize about you can sometimes reveal more about what they are struggling with within themselves than anything about you.

Sometimes, your confidence reminds them of the confidence they wish they had.
Your freedom reminds them of the choices they didn’t dare to make.
Your happiness may highlight something they are still searching for in their own lives.
Your peace can feel loud to someone who’s still at war with themselves.
Your growth can remind them of the places they stopped growing.
Your light can feel harsh to someone who’s gotten used to living in the dark.

Be more of who you are, not less of who they want you to be.

[🅰🅺🆂 🆂🅰🆈🆂, @AskingAks]

The strangest connections are those that leave no promises behind, yet somehow make ordinary moments feel like reminders of something unfinished.

[Helen Surina @atownvoice]

Music made the moon holy
The light inside was electrified

#10wordpoet #10wordpoem
#poetry

[🅰🅺🆂 🆂🅰🆈🆂, @AskingAks]

Long before a hand ever touches skin,
the air grows heavy.
A slow gravity draws the room inward...
the lingering weight of a glance,
and the sharp, electric certainty
that you are already leaning in.

[🅰🅺🆂 🆂🅰🆈🆂, @AskingAks]

THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN CRAVING SOMEONE AND CRAVING WHAT COULD HAPPEN

Sometimes, what keeps you thinking about someone isn't entirely the person. It's the unfinished possibility of being with them.

You remember the conversation that almost became intimate. The moment their eyes lingered. The message you nearly sent. The kiss that existed only in your imagination.

And gradually, your desire begins attaching itself to everything that never happened.

You start imagining how they might touch you, what their voice might sound like in a quieter room, how different an ordinary evening could feel with them beside you.

There is a psychological difference here.

Craving a person means wanting to experience who they actually are. Craving a possibility means becoming attached to the version of intimacy your imagination has constructed around them.

Sometimes, the most difficult desire to surrender is the one reality never had the opportunity to disappoint.

[Tiny @05minstory]

Paper boats passing at night
#vss365 #FromOneLine

He scribbled a note on the margins of a page that had an old to do list.

The old page held the old him he had hoped to be to an old love.

New note acknowledged the old love calling, without categorizing it a #ghoul of a yesteryear or the heartbeat of today.

She, neither the old nor the new, recognized the lyrics of the song she had missed dancing to in a dream.

He was fighting for what he couldn't lose
teaching her how to give up what wasn't meant for her

[໒꒰ྀི๑ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ๑꒱ྀིა @yiufckthat]

ugghhhh why can't i have anything bruh

[Lord Byron @ProfLordByron]

Stay on top of me.
I can already feel that mouth giving against mine...
soft, open, body warm.
Don’t stop.
I’ll pull you closer…
then take the rest of you until even this couch forgets we were ever quiet.

[𝒩𝒶𝓉𝒶𝓁𝒾𝒶 @Sunrise30491780]

Good morning, happy Friday

The sun shines not on us but in us.
— John Muir

Have a beautiful day🤍

[Jeremy ...🪄🎲🥀 @TheDualToungue]

She clung to the wall,
fingers gripping for dear life,
as though the bed itself
were the only thing keeping her
from surrendering completely.