Weathered hands against
Softer skin. Used
Bodies exploring
Newness in each
Other's arms
On untethered
Whim.
****
Slip
Silk
Sex
Silicone
Strap
****
Curves
down
a
centered
back.
****
Quiet moans - fuck neck deep.
Quiet moans - fuck neck deep.
****
When troubled limbs come to rest
On the bed of a generous lover,
Slings and arrows
Cease.
Armistice is reached.
****
Quiet moans - fuck neck deep.
Quiet moans - fuck neck deep.
About the Creator
kp
I am a non-binary, trans-masc writer. I work to dismantle internalized structures of oppression, such as the gender binary, class, and race. My writing is personal but anecdotally points to a larger political picture of systemic injustice.
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