August 2025
Caught me at the door…
Wasn’t me.
Up against the stone wall…
Wasn’t me.
Thrown onto the bed,
legs spread, sheets soaked…
Wasn’t me.
On the floor, thighs wide,
his grip bruising deep inside…
Wasn’t me.
Up on all fours,
his godhood slamming harder…
Wasn’t me.
My nectar gushing,
the sheets confessing…
Wasn’t me.
Bent over the couch,
river spilling down my legs,
pooling on the floor…
Wasn’t me.
On my side,
his name breaking from my lips,
body shuddering, drenched in bliss…
Wasn’t me.
Oh, but yes…
Yes, yes… it was.
Morning spilled on the sheets…
Wasn’t me.
Fingers slick on my device…
Wasn’t me.
Heat still molten from the night…
Wasn’t me.
Every tremor a confession…
Wasn’t me.
He woke, god-smile sharp…
Wasn’t me.
Eyes blazing, knowing all my secrets…
Wasn’t me.
Sliding down, tongue and teeth on fire…
Wasn’t me.
Every inch of me his, every gasp a surrender…
Wasn’t me.
Hips bucking, nectar spilling…
Wasn’t me.
Moans rattling walls, stars watching…
Wasn’t me.
I screamed his name, trembling, undone…
Wasn’t me.
Pleasure pouring, lost to the night…
Wasn’t me.
He grinned, worshipful, wild…
Wasn’t me.
Pulled me tighter, harder…
Wasn’t me.
I lost myself in the storm..
Year of the Inner Goddess 