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jocelynlily
poetry
2018-11-14 05:51
Poem: Coming Thanks
Legs as long as Thanksgiving tables full of food spread with a black see-through thong biting into my sweetness. Eat my feast with your hungry thankfulness ignoring football, ignoring too many beers, and
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jocelynlily
poetry
2018-11-10 03:55
Poem: Once you touch
My legs twitch for long minutes staving off sleep after you're gone, long minutes to quivers echoing the heavy strength your fingers laced over my crotch as you massaged my butt, found pleasure in groping
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jocelynlily
poetry
2018-10-31 22:10
Poem: Halloween Treats
Bring me treats like I'm a trick on Halloween, like my costume is my lingerie, like I'm roaming house to house with my hand out but I only want your candy. Tonight I'll be in black stockings, garter, lace
jocelynlily
poetry
2018-10-29 04:58
Poem: Toe Rubbing Nights
Touch my toes with heavy hands, fingers like a whisper of your desire weaving between my bones and up my soles. A hot breath oozes through your lungs wheezing for my moisture between my legs. You can rub
senses18
DIYHub
2026-07-09 06:06
Published via Ecency
Promoted
HOW MY FRIEND WASTED ₦12,000,000 BUYING THE WRONG GENERATOR
A Simple, But Valuable DIY Method People Should Know !! Pixabay Do you know that you can cause yourself loads of problems if you buy the wrong size of electricity generator? This is exactly what happened
jocelynlily
poetry
2018-10-26 03:03
Poem: Massage in bed
Rub me down with oils and lotions, soiling your hands with touch against my firmness, against my skin my bones, my rising arches. Rub me down mounted on my ass, crushing knots with compressing knuckles
jocelynlily
poetry
2018-10-23 01:48
Poem: Bringing me home from the bar
With two fingers you can speak more inside me than thousands of words at the bar, shout me louder than screeching which drink you want to buy for me, and you can take your time with your tongue, saving
jocelynlily
poetry
2018-10-21 03:49
Poem: Halloween Horror Date
We'll nap on the couch watching Halloween movies and bad piano scores with your pants undone and a hand down my sweaties like nude skin more comfortable than a blanket. You fell asleep before taking me
jocelynlily
poetry
2018-10-19 05:16
Poem: Watching me dance at the bar in old town
Dancing with strangers to not feel alone, not grinding on their knees or near their beer sweat stink, but lost amidst the crowd on old stones set atop the hills of yesterday's efforts. I'm dancing on a
zoe01
Hive Learners
2026-07-24 20:28
Published via Ecency
Promoted
The Future of a Happy Utopia
We should always ask questions because we should consider about everything around us. Like would we ever progressed if none of us had the desire for more? Would there be any technology? Of course technology
jocelynlily
poetry
2018-10-16 04:38
Poem: Slipping
Every breath is another chance for my shirt to open, to reveal more of my breast to drop below nipple or curve. I'm letting it slip past cleavage to full exposure, every dip to eat over my plate another
jocelynlily
poetry
2018-10-13 23:18
Poem: What you should be doing
Bring your teeth to my hip like you want to kiss me on the belly and not bite into my skin. Like your voice is not the growl I hear it as but instead a cooing softness like I want your tongue to be. Take
jocelynlily
poetry
2018-10-09 03:32
Poem: Powers
Bjorn's speed and size are faster than his cold touch, leeching heat and blood, like Simeon's silken warmth from pulsing muscles and girth as wide as a giant wolf's paw. Hunter breaks me with his power,
jocelynlily
poetry
2018-10-03 04:39
Poem: What you find in bed
i'm finding love in all ten fingers of your touch, finding peace in the cooling calm of your breath finding warmth from the simple silence you moan so close i can feel my hairs dancing from your action.
ekads
Town Square
2026-07-24 17:47
Published via Ecency
Promoted
What Brought Me Back to Hive After a Two-Year Hiatus?
What keeps you on Hive? A very interesting question from @jongolson. Or more precisely, what brought me back to Hive after a two-year hiatus? OK, to be honest, I’m someone who really struggles to stay
jocelynlily
poetry
2018-10-02 03:29
Poem: Afraid of boobs
I'm frightened of breasts that coat themselves in goosebumps, of boobs heavy with swollen water and fat, heavy against my ribs and pulling skin and back down ever down with the weight of attraction, bound
jocelynlily
poetry
2018-10-01 05:27
Poem: Desert Lovemaking
Lack the truth in your cooling air like a whisper off the desert's promise that it will bake life from our coated sand drenched homes, from our skin raw with exposure. Your breath isn't soothing, but a
jocelynlily
poetry
2018-09-29 04:01
Poem: DELETED
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jocelynlily
poetry
2018-09-29 03:56
Poem: Legs, Skin, Me
I let you in my apartment like I let you inside my legs, like I let you slip between my warm blanket and the leather couch against my skin, like I let you slip inside me. There's nothing special about
acgalarza
Town Square
2026-07-24 14:42
Published via Ecency
Promoted
Resilience Is the Real Reward
You are so focused on winning the final prize that you completely miss the growth happening inside the struggle itself. I know because I have chased myself the finish line so hard that I nearly missed
jocelynlily
poetry
2018-09-27 03:38
Poem: Teasing pleasure
You were the one, once, that teased out a smile where before fright lingered like a flood of shit crested after a hurricane sloshed pig farm filth out of pens. My smile was for your kindness, your joyful
jocelynlily
poetry
2018-09-25 03:35
Poem: Legs
I removed most of my hair with razor and cream, like you remove your beard, slow and with hot water. Some days you don't notice the smoothness of my efforts, and others, after weeks, you'll say things
jocelynlily
poetry
2018-09-23 04:35
Poem: Dreaming
I'm staring at butts on television longer than I should, smiling with a finger on my nipple, on my center, teasing out joy from the actor's sculpted sex like he was made for TV. You're staring too at the
jocelynlily
poetry
2018-09-20 03:43
Poem: Bribes
What can you see when I'm reaching for a taco? Is my shirt too low cut or flimsy to hold my cleavage in? Can you see my blushing hint of blatant revealing? I wonder if you're aware how much of my outfit
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