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MORE MUSINGS

anticipation

moans keep escaping with my breath

tension/attention on your body—leaking out

sourced from the base of my throat 

near my chest/upper ribs

clavicle

vibrating on the back of my tongue 

only it’s my other 

mouth

that wants you bad

(August 7, 2026)

For You

I bought a pint of ice cream this week

Usually, I only have ice cream in the house when I am expecting you

For you, I fill the house with treats

So we don’t have to leave

Our cravings in each other’s company

Usually, we eat it together

Two spoons sticking out of the pint

Curled up on the couch

Together

Usually, we finish it

Together

Or come really close

Now, I am eating the ice cream—a layer at a time—a little every day

I am eating the ice cream standing by the fridge

Eating over the counter

This keeps you close

(March 5, 2026)

my nerve endings as beginnings

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stop start play non sequiturs indulgences sparks time traveling shapeshifting

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clarity intentional naivety real lingering juicy sharp dripping nonjudgmental exploratory feeling
connecting taking care of oneself myself

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community care projecting interconnectivity of all with the all universe beings the roots of all (creation/past/present/future/living/transitioned/seeds/composting)

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tasting feeling sensing the fine hairs on my body my nerve endings as beginnings the muscles
behind my breathing skin

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what pushes and pulls involuntary reactions in safe spaces/places in me from connection
honesty tenderness grace my needs finding your needs finding universe needs energy

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(free write, October 29, 2025)

Wanting

grit against my skin

residue of lunch 

on my gums

slippery tongue

 

surfaces of my body

wanting to be 

paid attention to

I choose to press 

into my weight

(September 13, 2025)

Inside me

My taste buds have desire, propulsion in fact

I swallow from my pussy/cunt/vulva/taint to my belly

Inside

Me

My tonsils drag down my throat. Brush my butthole

(September 12, 2025)

Queerness

Mess

Messy self

               Full self

Helpful being, in self

               Floating in mess

               Feeling my way

Having sex

               Feeling my way, with you

Finding myself, in me

Having fun

               Healing self

Feeling fun

               Being with you as my Full self

To be in you

To be with you

To be in me

To be with me

(June 16, 2024)

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Jetlagged Ovaries 

Jetlag has my ovaries less than enthused.

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Usually imagining you pulling me in from behind would get their attention.

 

Typically, any stimulation I visualize would make them literally and instantly warm & fuzzy, churning out increased sensations for the sensory loop to keep going. Heat and information signaling back & forth.

 

A rocking to push me into deeper fantasy. Your hands, your grip, your pulse.

 

But right now, my ovaries are just a slight glow, not happy about the time difference and distance to what would normally be fuel for my thoughts.

(October 21, 2021)

 

 

Your cock 

I said “nice cock!” with a flirty voice as she climbed back into the bed with the strap-on in place. Immediately she corrected me “this is a dildo. If you want cock, you have the wrong person.”

 

I had been actively imagining the base of the dildo butt up against the tip of her clit and the silicone shaft as an extension of her flesh, but she didn’t.

 

I knew she had mad skills. However her imagination wouldn’t run imaginary blood into the tip of that cock for me.

(October 21, 2021)


 

Horny (waking up with a boner) 

early morning

grow restless of lying on my back and flip on my front.

I notice the heat build up between me and the mattress,

from my weight on the bed

the pressure on my chest and nipples

the soft insistence of the sheets

blankets forming around my shape

gravity as their hands

noticing how my ass curves down

a gap between my thighs

without moving a muscle

my body is stirring

my toes feel an anticipation simply

lying side by side of one another

an invitation is set.

(May 16, 2021) 

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