~

A thousand years from now, or more,
when this land hosts nothing but new evolution,
[a new breed, a new world, a new revolution]
my prayer for the memory of us is such.
That, somewhere, tucked tight on a dusty shelf,
we live textually on, you and myself.
That our story be one to be told and retold 
upon the yellowing pages in a well worn book
stained with envious tears of all who have looked

j

:::

We could be

now and forever.

We could both

live on together.

We could be

stories untold.

We could be

legends of old.

We could be

sweet stuff of fable.

We could be

all we are able.

We could just

render all moot.

We could be

love absolute.

:::

~j

My Days

 seem short

My nights
 too long

the snow

once talked about  

has come 

and gone

and yup,

 everythings

 changed

not just the yard work,

but mostly

 how your life looks.

.j.

its not just the way you walk

on the ‘gentleman's' side of the street

and

its not just the way you snore 

and twitch while you sleep

its not just because 

of that fucking 

adorable walk

and

its not just because 

you say all the right words 

when you talk

its not just because 

id follow closely behind you for hours

just to stare at the back of your neck

and

its not just because with you around, 

everything feels better, 

even when its a wreck

its not just the way you melt me

with that shit eating grin

and

its not just the way i go weak in the knees

from the simple smell of your skin

its not just the commonalities, 

or sharing ‘likes’ 

of many similar kind

and

its not just the fact that the touch of your skin

creates a static 

that's impossible to define

its not just the way you demand to be looked at

with your 

unrelenting stare

and 

its not just the way you kiss me with intent

while grasping at the top of my head 

by my hair

its not just because 

there’s a whole 'nother ineffable world 

just inside your touch

and

its not just because 

i fear no one else 

will ever make me feel as such

no,

its 

so 

much 

more

its beyond the way you love

perfect amounts of passion, 

respect, and care

that make me completely want to open up

[and ill admit, this is rare]

its beyond words in my poems, 

or lyrics to any song

and

its something 

that may haunt me

my 

whole 

life

long 

.j.

Talk to me.
Text me up.
Slip your words
beneath my skirt
and stroke me
with your vowels.
Then enter me
and take me
all the way
from A to Z.
Turn me into
your dirty
sonnet
and title
me something
wicked.


~j~

my personal struggle

Having to ..

"decide you want it

more than you are afraid of it "

~♥~

... ~b.c.

I want to

bleed for you.

My love.

My soul.

My heart.

And more.

All over the rug

of your

living room floor.

Stain your house

with my affection,

because you’re

the only one that I adore

.j.

It's time for porn to change | Erika Lust |

 
?’s Answered

Where do you find your photos? -to-  Do you watch porn, & What’s your favorite porn site?

All images found @ Devientart.com  - still my favorite site to  sift through for creative inspiration.
Other images for inspiration found @ Ladycheeky.com  a great entry into tumblr.com
And ‘Porn’, well,.. (*as I cringe from that word*)
Yes, I, for lack of better words ‘Porn’.
If you asked me years ago, I’d of denied that, and insisted on defining it as only a love for ‘erotica’.
However, I have hope that ‘porn’ is evolving. And I own my part in that responsibility, as should all of you, to do our part in said evolution.
Especially us feminist porn lovers.

One of my IDOLS in life, explains it Beautifully..





 So Porn,..
Well, I highly recommend starting @ Lustcinema.com 
if it’s erotica you desire, but sort of cringe @ ‘Porn’
Shameless plug for my idol, but I promise you, regardless of your sexual gender, sexual preference, or sexual orientation, it is the perfect place to start.
There is even a (somewhat slow going) build up to a great new FeministPornAwards.com  
I can assure you even watching the 2 minute trailer for  ‘ Skin. Like. Sun.’ (available to preview @ Lustcinema.com) Which won 2010’s ‘Best Direction Award’  given by the Feminist Porn Awards, you will quickly understand the difference between male driven, stallion like, watermelon breasted, cum shot porn, to Erotic Feminist Porn. Yet, Lust-Cinema still has all the hot, fetish-loving, dirty stuff too.
 Just from a MUCH fresher perspective.

  Happy Inter-netting. Good Luck… & of course.. Enjoy.

   .j.

Let’s.

Let’s you and I
take the next fast train,
hang our heads out the window
and scramble our brains.
Let the rush of the world
hit us square in the face
knowing their power’s too small
to break our lover’s embrace.

Let’s.


~j

hanging on

i suck

at everyday

this and that

in and out

mundane bullshit

like toilets

and towels

and sheets

and shit

i don't like drama

but i do need
 a little

creativity

love

passion

laughter

 color
and some fucking
SPICE

you don't have to spin magic

with a pen to paper

but you could find a few words

for my ears only

or deliver me an intimate smile

touch me in passing

just a minute longer

look up from the busy day

the bills, the traffic, the noise,

the life that takes over,

and

just say

hi

.
~j~

~ Shonda Rhimes ~

Think I’ll just lie here
with my heart on my sleeve,
see if you notice, 
when you get up to leave,
that this girl really loves you 
[with all that i am]
or will you just step on over me, 
because you know that you can?

~j

You come like fog

in dead of night

and I pray you stop.

Ashen words

coat your

candied vendetta.

‘I don’t love you’

[i know]

‘you can’t have me’

[please, go]

yet you hover

like mist

just to

torture me so

~j~

Open your veins,
bleed out your paint,
cover me
with your compliments,
stencil me
with those 
beautiful words you know,
scribble it out
then leave,
just go,
and I’ll do you
a favor
and frame myself,
climb upon
the highest shelf
and nail
your canvas
to the wall
then wait,
again,
for your art
to fall.

~j

What I wouldn’t give
to find just one man
I’d be willing
to die for
instead of
all of these men
who just leave
me wishing
I were dead

~j

I saw a morning.
I felt your skin.
I heard your breath.
I drew you in.
I laid wide open.
I no more lacked
I believe you loved
I loved you back.

But Fuck all that.

~j

Think of you, think of words,
think of anger, think of fear,
think I think I think too much,
and sometimes,
 I think I just wish you were here.

~j

Dave Matthews

   <3 This Boy <3

 That Beautiful Guitar Riff Intro

 His Fingers

His passion

This Song
Just Because
it

~Just Feeeeels Good~

I wanted to write something clever

like ..'how life goes on without measure'

but all across my words you try to tread

like you think you can stick in my head

but you can't, you see, 

this place, these words,

are all about .. ME

and I’m back with vigor

might even put some new batters up

and hope theres a great hitter

so you may linger here in my minds shadow

but I hope you brought plenty of ammo

because the reward for loving this girl

is some serious passion and zest

and someones gonna realize that 

and fight harder then all the rest.

~j

Bully for you.
You blew me out
like smoke your lungs
could do without,
but wait…

…smell the curtains,
breathe the air,
run your fingers
through your hair
and then check the rug
beneath your feet
for that me residue
that,

well that,

 you get to keep.

~j~

:~:Never Settle:~:

 :The Kind of Boy I want:

 Sense of humor, 
soft & sweet, 
a heart melting smile

a little sass,
a great ass,
and can go the extra mile

 spontaneous and quick to laugh,

 gives his all, not just his half, 

takes no shit, but is forgiving,

 gets up each day and just starts living, 

smoothly sexy, has that touch, 

when we'd kiss, I'd feel that rush,

 sensitive, but not too lax, 

shouldn't balk at candle wax, 

loves the rain and camping out,

 totally gets what I'm about, 

doesn’t mind my hands on him
 when I'm in his space, 

understands that sex 
is definitely 
not a race,

 someone who loves me
 til the end of time.

That's the boy 
I want as mine

~j~

Gonna sit here, my feet up, and wait for Prince Charming.
[or perhaps just a fella who doesn’t set of my ‘warnings']
Gonna liaise with sun’s rays and wait for Alladin.
[or maybe a guy who won’t leave my heart so saddened]
Gonna watch the green forest edge for my own Robin Hood.
[or simply a man that knows how to make me feel good]
Gonna turn my eyes to the sky and pray for Peter Pan.
[or give up on love altogether, cuz I don’t know if I can]

~j

Inner Strength

Jesus, Girl

Shake that shit off

it’s thick and its deep 

and it’s fucking up your beauty sleep

You needed to weep, you wept

your heart is broke, but your not wrecked

and you certainly deserve someone 

who treats you with more respect

You deserve honesty

not to be someones novelty 

you know what you bring to the table

now get up off your ass, your perfectly able

the sun is out, the tunes are loud

you got new beautiful parts,

so take em out, and be damn proud

put some sparkle in your mood

you’ll get the right boy

and you will be wooed

and if he’s still not the one,

who cares, have fun

we’ll work on this shit,

til we get this job done!

~j~

Fall in love and give your heart 

and this is what you gain..

Only hurt, only pain.

I said as much.

You told me

 no.

Added, 

“I’m different.

 I’ll show you so.”

I don’t know how to trust a man.

I told you that.

You said, 

“You can.”

Well, I can’t.

You see?

Again I'm right.

and now

empty inside

so let’s just call it

a fucking night.

~j

What is it you want?

What is it you need?

Is it not enough that I cry?

Do you need me to bleed?

You made your choice.

It’s you who shut me out.

'I’ll leave you alone,'

I said.

Yet you still come about.

What are you doing to me,

why can’t you just leave?

Please understand, most days

this girl can barely breathe.

~j~

I just didn’t want to be that girl.

That ‘don’t leave me, please need me,

you are my world’ girl.

But I am.

I feel broken

and some days I don’t breathe

because I want you

beside me

so badly, I bleed.

[mostly words,

but bleed, I do,

for every word

pours red for you]

~j

I long to be
the outline of
your silhoutte
for that might be
the closest to you
that I’ll ever get.

I want to be
night’s shadow
as it paints your skin
because I’m sure
that’s the only way
I'll ever feel you again.

~j~