Whitney Gordon
Love Poem You were right. the winds came up during the night. The boat is leaving anyhow, the car sits at the curve of the bow, me inside. the current…
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Love Poem You were right. the winds came up during the night. The boat is leaving anyhow, the car sits at the curve of the bow, me inside. the current…
Continue ReadingFear of Shallow Living He struggles to navigate the soft sand these days; it tumbles and folds beneath his footsteps, making it difficult to stay upright. It never used to…
Continue ReadingThe Sun You come home to me full of him and let me kiss you and put my fingers in your sticky cunt and feel how hot and slick you…
Continue ReadingDesire I want to be bent over the knee of a man with big hands and spanked, bare-assed, as he tells me I'm a bad girl. I want to be…
Continue ReadingOur Secret There is a secret between us. It will linger on for years I often think of our secret Still revel in your deepest fears We may parade politely,…
Continue ReadingI’m A Woman I want to take you Into my depths Take you to a place Where you disperse Mystic as the sea Wild as the wind Blinded you’ll come…
Continue ReadingAftplay Sudden emptiness as he left her body, cool air replacing his hot weight, and a blue pulsing ache in her groin still demanded completion. When she reached over, he…
Continue ReadingTwo Boys Hug Each Other into the Night The two boys were on a hunting trip one day when they met. They had left early that morning for the woods,…
Continue ReadingPet Fish He’s hanging off that shit like a hooked fish. Latched on, not letting go of it no matter what. He’s not letting up— Push that hair out the…
Continue ReadingThe Resistance We hit up the Cheesecake Factory after the orgy in the hotel room across the street, well 6/7 of us - Tom came and left early - sliding…
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