we went through
three bottles of wine,
spent the evening
in the embrace of
soft conversations
on table thirteen.

it was four o’clock.
sun nowhere near.
you moved closer,
leaned in,
and i froze.

i couldn’t breathe.
i had no idea
what you were doing.

i was locked in your eyes
until you broke the moment,
laughing —
you’re so easy to ******.
i felt something in me split.

you’re not stupid.
i know you knew
that my heart
this year has been
only beating for you.

until you lifted me up
as our lips brushed,
for the first time in months —
and the night blurred
in the back of a car,
all glass and gold streetlight.

the heat of your laptop
on my thigh,
netflix playing rick and morty —
at first, we watched,
then it faded into background.

i fell asleep
in your clothes,
your scent
settled into my skin
as you held me close.

and then it hit me —
you’re the first person
i’ve met
who would carry
all of my parts.
gently.
even the cracked ones.
especially.

The only thing
you two have in common
is your sign:
Pisces.

And I’m the mermaid
who’s already chosen
which one to keep—
but still,
I wanted you both.

sweet and sticky
candied flowers

callouses over the warmest spots
whispers brushing against cool stone

honey drips off your lips
sinking —
into the deepest parts
of all i’ve lost

go slower, take over
consume for hours
never ending, all devour

sunrise coming
trembling, begging
go slower, it’s not over

.

I run my fingers
between my legs
searching for pleasure
something that
usually
I don’t feel in my day-to-day
just a little, I beg
make me feel
something

Her body swayed, night’s mistress, hips caged in silk’s heat.
I froze—her lioness gaze, her eyes undressed.
A temptress sculpted by shadow, my goddess—complete
She grinned—my name, her voice, a purr—confessed.

I froze—her lioness gaze, her eyes undressed.
She pawed valleys, mounds—denim mines skin.
She grinned—my name, her voice, a purr—confessed.
The forest awakes—her fingers explore within.

She pawed valleys, mounds—denim mines skin.
On swimmer’s blocks—wet lycra stirs lioness primal lust.
The forest awakes—her fingers explore within.
I bared my pulse, then silence under her tusk.

On swimmer’s blocks—wet lycra stirs lioness primal lust.
The crowd drank in my form—a hushed gasp, then her ******.
I bared my pulse, then silence under her tusk.
I'm caged for all time by her thirst—for love, or just lust?

My ambitions made me devour you.
Blinded by pleasure, just to seek sweet relief from you.
You're the devil in this seduction.
You're devotion wrapped in silk.
You're not Eve, not Adam,
but the hiss beneath the tree
that I willingly bit.

How can I forget your scent?
It lingers like fog after a shower spent.
Will you take me to paradise,
or burn with me in the fiery pits?
Every time you're near, the tides in me arise.
Your touch feels like damnation.
Every time I feel you, I'm further away from salvation.

Blood has never tasted this good,
tears have never made me look so good.
Will you look at me as you sing my name?
Do you even hear me pleading as I try to be sane?
Are you the chaos who will unravel what's underneath?
Tell me all your secrets while I am beneath.

You taste like blasphemy,
taking away all the holiness in me.
Your hands continue to taint me.
The way you move has been taunting me.
Being with you feels sacrilegious.
Devotion has never felt this good when I'm not even religious.


- N.V. 🥀

I want to
remember every sensation
taste every word
feel every look
touch every whisper