I’ve seen and been there and you’ve never believed me if I told you. I’ve lived in the center of the world to the far areas of the land where no one is found. Familiar voices and faces of past blends with present greetings. The moment I’ve felt like I’ve met you before. It’s deep and fascinating to know where you come from. Most likely we’re carrying traits rooted to our growing years. A place where we have been before. People we’ve met and spoke to but never kept. Sharing common grounds of past and present is our only interest. The future hold so dearly to a wondrous life and time is the only essence of this life. The nomad had many homes, many friends and family. Never to settle in one place; Seeking the center of the world to it’s ends. Experiencing this life like a nomad is what we cannot help doing. This life choose us, calls from the wild of our indigenous ancestors. The blood of the nomad flows free in our veins.

⌊ᶫᵉᵗ ᶫᵒᵛᵉ ᵇᵘʳᶰ ∞ ᵗʰᵒᵘˢᵃᶰᵈ ˢᵘᶰˢ⌋

What I cannot attached too is the reason for who I am. I am this, I seek more than the ordinary. – Writer J




Exposition of wrist and neck,

Much more for what love can make,

Dangerous ties are made to wreak,

Not for the weak and fake-hearted,

Sensual brutality of body and mind.

Come my beloved, watch the flames spill and bind,

Like no other can tame and find.

⌊ᶫᵉᵗ ᶫᵒᵛᵉ ᵇᵘʳᶰ ∞ ᵗʰᵒᵘˢᵃᶰᵈ ˢᵘᶰˢ⌋


Leakage from the sides, spilling from your eyes it’s the energy you posses. Captivating to those who sense the most powerful emotion. Love. Yes… never without lacking. A consist whirlwind of emotions. Rooted to your core; the sight of bright light is the truth of your nature. The craving for response over takes the heart. It’s your center the most appealing and filled with all of you. The real you underneath your skin. The loving and boldness of your aura has the stronghold of a thousand suns, beloved.

⌊ᶫᵉᵗ ᶫᵒᵛᵉ ᵇᵘʳᶰ ∞ ᵗʰᵒᵘˢᵃᶰᵈ ˢᵘᶰˢ⌋

The itch.

What is your secret?… 

How do you keep your composure?…

Mouths shut, hearts bleeding unnoticed.

Your inverted tears cannot hide.

But the eyes are the only ones exposed.

The direction of body movements gives it away.

You’ve swallowed your terror.

Ate that fucker alive…

Nobody will understand how it feels to kill a itch 

Nothing is more attractive than to see you try. 

⌊ᶫᵉᵗ ᶫᵒᵛᵉ ᵇᵘʳᶰ ∞ ᵗʰᵒᵘˢᵃᶰᵈ ˢᵘᶰˢ⌋

Naked souls.

Unfiltered, Unapologetic words…

The wind blows where ever it goes.

It’s how words can be, if I were to let it go.

‘Don’t think, just say it’  said so many times in my mind.

If words unclothed your soul, so be it.

More than naked bodies, we are naked souls.

I won’t stop to say the things that make you quiver.

Bursting though like a river, soon to make a flood with our bodies…

I won’t stop until we’ve reached the deepest.

⌊ᶫᵉᵗ ᶫᵒᵛᵉ ᵇᵘʳᶰ ∞ ᵗʰᵒᵘˢᵃᶰᵈ ˢᵘᶰˢ⌋

Reaching mental pleasure is the true pleasures of the human soul. -Writer J



Old fashion hearts seams together,

Melting towards it’s edges.

vibrant colors mixture of violence.

Magnificence never withers

For true love is not by chance.

Made with their purpose.

Oh so everlasting…

of same conscious balance,

Yearns heavenly connections.

Tainted sultry obsessions,

is the mind of the soulmates.

⌊ᶫᵉᵗ ᶫᵒᵛᵉ ᵇᵘʳᶰ ∞ ᵗʰᵒᵘˢᵃᶰᵈ ˢᵘᶰˢ⌋



Making it last longer than the rest.

Testing all things within me, challenging all limitations.

I am here.

Not for the weak or the shallow kind.

I am more than what you’ll find.

Don’t be surprised if I challenge your mind.

Push you back to only ask for more.

Unlock inner thoughts,

Teasing the inner core,

Pushing me back with your mindfucks,

Got me going so hardcore.

⌊ᶫᵉᵗ ᶫᵒᵛᵉ ᵇᵘʳᶰ ∞ ᵗʰᵒᵘˢᵃᶰᵈ ˢᵘᶰˢ⌋


Gasping the cold air from inner heat,


Throbbing hearts thrusting against the flood,


Politely filthy thoughts,


 The unapologetic, unadulterated, undertaking

Ruthless love.

⌊ᶫᵉᵗ ᶫᵒᵛᵉ ᵇᵘʳᶰ ∞ ᵗʰᵒᵘˢᵃᶰᵈ ˢᵘᶰˢ⌋

The demisexual.

Talk harder, touch with laughter for this is the mental stimulation of a lifetime.

It’s the spillage of minds, I’ve caught myself inside of you.

Got me all fucked up with the henny baby.

You already know it’s the only way I can spill from a poker face.

Bittersweet liqur in the air, leavin’ a sweet tongue taste.

Don’t mind me, I got bad habits of pushing it.

Mental penetration of a demisexual.

Testing the limits of  boundaries, my inner walls that is.

Smile, laugh, don’t resist.

Emotional rise between us. This atmosphere is only bringing it closer.

The glimpse of auras intertwining in this place.

“Speak words louder than tongue throat kisses.”

Don’t mind me, I got a bad habit repeating love words over and over again…

⌊ᶫᵉᵗ ᶫᵒᵛᵉ ᵇᵘʳᶰ ∞ ᵗʰᵒᵘˢᵃᶰᵈ ˢᵘᶰˢ⌋

The creator.

Watch me thrash against my inner walls. Banging my flesh apart.

From the inside out.

The skin had melted from it’s core. The bones can no longer hold much more.

I’ve tighten the tongue to not speak much… to feel beyond speech. Feel and possess these tidal waves of emotion.

I’ve toy with it for far too long

Feeling more of my body can take. No longer can it hold the unbearable heat.

Growing closer to it’s maker.

My soul has reached and I write, write them all down. Beloved, that’s all we can do.

⌊ᶫᵉᵗ ᶫᵒᵛᵉ ᵇᵘʳᶰ ∞ ᵗʰᵒᵘˢᵃᶰᵈ ˢᵘᶰˢ⌋