Almost poetry: Let me tell you…

You purr when I love you with my hands,
did you know?

A sound like a storm inside your chest,
where contentment and pleasure battle to rip your skin,
and bloom from your mouth,
and the only reason they stay inside
is your stubbornness,
and the promise of sleep,
and maybe my arms around you.

You purr and my bones mend,
did you know?


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Friday Reads

Both these books, I’ve been reading them for a while now. Two reasons for this. The first one is a short story collection and, thus, I read one or two stories whenever I was in the mood. The second book was weird, it still is weird and it wasn’t a read that I could finish fast, but I’m close to the end and I hope to get some answers.



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