Whispered words of love,
Secrets whispered, hand in glove.
Eyes meet, a stolen glance,
Passion's fire, in a trance.
Silken touch, a tender stroke,
Mysteries hidden, desires evoke.
Hearts entwined, a sweet duet,
Lost in a moment, we won't forget.
Moonlit nights, our rendezvous,
Unveiling passions, known by few.
In shadows cast, love's clandestine,
Our souls ignite, an enchanting scene.
Lust's allure, a tempting taste,
Embraced by time, no moments waste.
Mystical dance, bodies intertwined,
Unveiling desires, both yours and mine.
With every touch, a sensation blooms,
Whispers of love in secret rooms.
Sweet surrender, our souls collide,
In this mysterious love we confide.
Eternal love, a thrilling ride,
A journey we embrace, side by side.
In this world unknown, we're complete,
A love so rare, pure and discreet.
Together we roam, in depths unseen,
A love like ours, forever a dream.
Sensational, sweet, and full of desire,
Our love burns bright, a passionate fire.
About the Creator
Pam Zee
I am Author/Writer living in TX. I strive to create narratives that resonate deeply with human experience. I hope my stories can bring people together, allowing us to find common ground, and understand the beauty in our diversity
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Letter to our Queer & Trans Youth
Hey, you. I thought I’d start this letter by telling you a little about myself, just so you know who you’re dealing with. I’m an emotional dad, father to three amazing kids who we met through the foster care system, and whose presence in our lives has really transformed my sense of responsibility to the communities that surround us. The connections we’ve made with one another, with our extended families, and with the communities where we live and look for belonging have catapulted us into this whirlwind of emotional tumult which, while not easy by any stretch of the measure, has also been remarkably healing. I realize ours is really only a one-sided chosen family, since our kids didn’t get to choose to live here, but I’d like to think that they did choose to let us love them, which allowed them to grow to love us. And I think that’s where I want to go with this letter- to a place where you can find belonging and healing- even if the pathway there may be peppered with some emotional tumult.
By F Cade Swanson4 days ago in Pride
Comments (1)
Gives me Phantom of the Opera vibes