Tag Archives: 2017

919 [09 September 2017]

Posted on January 17, 2018 by taikodragonjkf

His voice whispers to me of the things he wants and my body rises to meet his demand. © Johanna Kaye Fugitt 2017

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917 Secret [06 September 2017]

Posted on January 15, 2018 by taikodragonjkf

Late nights and interesting conversations are what you bring to me. Quiet, in my heart, does the secret hide hoping to not be found out. That it has already considered that home might be sought in you. © Johanna Kaye … Continue reading →

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916 [06 September 2017]

Posted on January 14, 2018 by taikodragonjkf

What is love? A fallow, fleeting thing that never settles in the heart of those who might wish for it most. © Johanna Kaye Fugitt 2017

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915 Not as Described [06 September 2017]

Posted on January 13, 2018 by taikodragonjkf

Love was not what it was once promised. When I came of age, love was the end all, be all, the goal, the dream, the wish. When I matured, it was a benefit or even a side effect triggered by … Continue reading →

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914 [06 September 2017]

Posted on January 12, 2018 by taikodragonjkf

I gave up on love long ago. When the idea was fresh, innocent sweet and sugary pop, I wallowed in its promise of clear skies and sunshiny days. As time passed and it mellowed in to a sweet honey savored … Continue reading →

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912 [05 September 2017]

Posted on January 10, 2018 by taikodragonjkf

He is like a secret treat, savored in quiet, his words uplift and enrich a day that sometimes seem too long. If only at the end, it was he who I returned home to. © Johanna Kaye Fugitt 2017

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911 [03 September 2017]

Posted on January 9, 2018 by taikodragonjkf

The fantasy is broken, where you and I ever possibly, may be, might be, could be. My insecurities rise like the gates of a castle, deep like the moat around it. You were never supposed to be. Intentions never meant … Continue reading →

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910 [30 August 2017]

Posted on January 8, 2018 by taikodragonjkf

To hear your ragged breath close to my ear as you press into me. To feel your palm rough against my breast as my nipples tighten. To open my eyes with you inside me, bringing me awake with a cry … Continue reading →

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909 [29 August 2017]

Posted on January 7, 2018 by taikodragonjkf

How does one break through the walls built to protect your own heart from others? Is it a crack, a small fault in the design that let’s another in. Or is it by force, like pulling tape off skin that … Continue reading →

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908 [29 August 2017]

Posted on January 6, 2018 by taikodragonjkf

If I could, I’d break past these walls, the barriers that keep me from you. But the reality of life is such a cruel reminder that while I wish to be with you, you are still with someone else, someone … Continue reading →

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