Listening to Sufjan Stevens’ Songs for Christmas
At times, the rain last night sounded like wild horses galloping galloping galloping galloping, closer, closer
At 3:43am, the dark released a paroxysm of thunder
Let us chat you & I, as the day spreads out across the sky
Christmas morning, a virgin birth; God as: embodied & vulnerable & weak; do not be afraid is one of the most repeated messages in the Bible
Do you know what it means to be open-hearted; to be transformed
The second my fingertips touch your wetness, or my tongue makes contact w your tongue, the I that is me dissolves
The most uncanny thing about living alone, which I’m doing for the first time in decades, is that no one’s around to hear me in the kitchen or tease me for leaving the cabinet doors swung open
I pulled out pictures of you & looked at them for a very long time
If you react to something negatively, dig into your reaction & not the thing you’re reacting to
Hmu! I want to remove your clothing; touch you (like you deserve); simple
Having a pussy, wet & swelling, in my mouth is to know what it feels like to be waterfall
There’s a part of you that has always said Yes
Serenity is being in uncertainties without irritation
When I pressed you against the door, your lips parted & your hand softly took the back of my neck
Anyway, let’s chat & see what’s up; I can host; we’ll cuddle, etc
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