First Encounters
New experiences, chance meetings, discovering passion
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Don't Put Your Glass Down
I wanted to taste the heavy, dark fruit of her mouth right there between the rows of Cabernet, regardless of who was watching.
Brutal Grace
The weight of the mountain air was nothing compared to the way his hand felt against the small of my back, searing through the spandex.
Shut the Damper
I’m recording this because if I die of hypothermia or a bad decision, I want the record to show he was incredibly hot.
October 14th, 4:32 PM
Her mouth tasted like the heavy, dark silt of a riverbed after a flood, all iron and fermented sugar and something dangerously clean.
Static
Your thumb brushes the pulse point at my wrist, and suddenly the breath I’ve spent a decade mastering simply deserts me.
October 24th, 7:14 PM
You stood by the bar like a piece of data I couldn't quite aggregate into the rest of the room's predictable demographics.