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sixthcitydawg.bsky.social
Feral Darkness
@sixthcitydawg.bsky.social
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New here. Str8 M. 58. 216. Sensual poet. Posting full pieces and vignettes. Calling this a place to explore my alternate mind. I don't do politics. You might be selling, but I'm not buying. See pinned for more.
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Welcome to the home of my alternative and feral mind. I inspire, dream, think deep, and write. I'm going 33-1/3 rpm in a digital world. Hit the follow button and ride along with me. Want to know more? Feel free to ask. I'm an open book but you have to be a reader.
Would you accept a snuggled safely for the night?
Here's to ya. Have a peaceful evening and sweet, sinful dreams. . .
Good things come in small packages. . .
Right? I've been told stories by my friends who work in emergency rooms. Some of them just leave you shaking your head.
I miss the need, the fire, the comfort, the desire, being bared down to the primal and lifted to the divine, body and soul raging with life and lust. . .
It should remain your precious secret, and thank you for the follow back. :-)
I find you to be the most exquisitely sexy woman out here. It's pure, raw chemistry and energy. Go YOU!
Welcome to the home of my alternative and feral mind. I inspire, dream, think deep, and write. I'm going 33-1/3 rpm in a digital world. Hit the follow button and ride along with me. Want to know more? Feel free to ask. I'm an open book but you have to be a reader.
Yeah, be careful. You don't want to be one of those emergency room customers with the really embarrassing problem. LOL!
LOVE your pictures. So tastefully done.
Our sky is on fire,
With turquoise - azure,
As the northern lights
Dance around us
Like a cosmic blessing,
This endless embrace
Has us as synchronized
As the constellations,
Perfectly balanced
With each other's gravity,
It was written in the stars,
meant to be,
Two as one,
You and me. . .
Expose your thoughts and show me where I belong, where you hide those special poems. . .
I could bathe in your smile
Until the heavens decided
To let go of the stars,
Letting them fall like
The most beautiful rain
You have ever seen
And yet still,
My eyes would never
Leave yours. . .
And when he kissed her she suddenly remembered that forever was right now too. . .
She is the beauty of old ruins, not always trying to keep things as they were. . .