THE POETIC WORKS OF ADONIS NIGHTINGALE
STRAP
The most gender affirming item Iβve bought to date
Is a tiny and unrealistic strap on.
Like, this little shit is made for anal training,
And it looks like a purple finger,
but the first time I used it on my partner,
We both knew there was magic happening inside of us.
I look down at her face.
She is glowing,
And I know that I am too,
Because for the first time in our lives,
We are fucking in the way our hearts tell us we are supposed to.
And for the first time in our lives,
Sex is not a question of βDo they view me as who I am?β
And instead, it is full presence in the moment.
After itβs over, we both cry a little.
Knowing we both felt these beautiful feelings weβve never felt before, we cuddle forever.
Loving each other in every which way.
And when we finally figure out how to regain functioning,
She texts her best friend of many years:
βIt finally happened.β
My love, it finally happened for me, too.
I hope you never ever forget,
That I will always love you,
Exactly as you are.
VAMPIRE
After much consideration, And even more research, I've come to the conclusion that I may be dating a vampire.
Exhibit A: They really like my neck.
The first time we met
They cried while telling me about his favorite movie.
And for poetic reasons,
I'm going to pretend like I don't remember how this turned into us fucking,
But the truth is, I remember every single detail.
I remember the way she kissed and bit my neck
The most though.
A year later,
They kissed my neck again,
Just after our anniversary date.
And when I couldn't stop myself from moaning, He stopped and said to me
"I remember the first time I heard you moan like that.
I thought 'I want to make this person moan like this forever!"
(I find myself swooning while writing this,
Because how fucking sexy is that?)
Exhibit B: He is hot as hell.
Confession: I've never seen any Twilight movie nor have I read any of the books.
But what I do know about them is that everyone found the vampires to be attractive.
I didn't know I was into body worship before I met her,
and now, I want nothing but to be devoted to every inch of them- from their perfectly gentle hands to his top surgery scars.
I could listen to him talk forever,
About anything, because even her voice is sexy.
And when my babe teaches me new words?
Holy. Fucking. Shit.
Exhibit C: she likes magic.
I don't even know if vampires do magic, But mine sure does.
I show them how to use my wand, And he loses his goddamn mind.
I've heard from many a vampire enthusiast
"Vampires don't sparkle."
But as I kiss their sweat-covered forehead
I begin to wonder if that is a lie.