I am far more Sweet, but you can call me Sinner. I'm not around much at the moment. MeAustralian Female. Thirty Something. Chaotic Sapiophile. Romantic Deviant. Sleepless Dreamer. Incurable Optimist. Mad Rambler. Hot Mess.I have an ever hungry mind and adore learning. I love music and shaking my tush. I love language and enjoy the art of intelligent conversation. I try to live my life with kindness, empathy, gratitude, love and passion. I tend to be relatively shy and awkward until you get to know me. I'm an INFJ on the MBTI, and I'm politically left leaning making me some blend of social justice loving, relatively egalitarian, feminist... I think. I'm learning that I am somewhat submissive, with masochistic and little tendencies. I mean these as adjectives, not nouns. They do not quantify my entire person and I won't limit myself to a label. Nevertheless, it's a minefield of exploration and it something I love learning and engaging in conversation about. I use tumblr as my outlet for my discovery and 'awakening' - cataloguing thoughts, images, words of wisdom or otherwise that provoke my understanding, interest, thought or arousal in this never-ending journey.Writing"Every word that has spilled from my tongue is my therapy." I find writing extremely cathartic. Although I have finally debuted my first story, I dabble mostly in poetry. It has so much versatility and adaptability and I love exploring it and what I can do with it as a medium. I value playfulness, sensuality, and am mad over the small details. I hope this is something I will eventually come to convey in my writing. I've never been one to particularly entertain fantasy and so I often struggle to articulate in an erotic capacity. I worked my way up to my first story which is very soft and vanilla, but give hope to develop into something much more visceral from there as I explore my own changing and developing desires and fantasies through story telling. ReadingThe crafting of words has a potential many of us neglect to understand, and some writers have the innate capability to convey in ways too powerful to describe. I struggle to find the time to read nowadays but this is what I long for when I am in search of something to soothe or enrich and engage my soul. I adore poetry, but as time ticks on I've taken quite a liking to much of the erotic stories here as well. I enjoy reading, supporting and encouraging my friends and I try to keep up to date with your work. I tend not to read while writing something of my own, so usually I'll build up my reading queue and then have a marathon catchup. I truly value the opportunity to learn and grow by immersing myself in the talents of others. If you have something you would like me to pop in my reading queue, flick me your suggestions. I don't really read by genre and am really happy to read most things, but I do have a soft spot for reluctance, and also flash erotica, I think it takes a lot of skill to create a storyline, some degree of characterisation and erotic scenes in less than 1000 words and they're usually quite the tantalising tale. I admire writers who write for the story, and draw you in by creating a reality of the spectrum of senses emotions, then highlight with sex. Yes, I expect a story to evoke feelings of arousal, but I prefer the subtleties I see in writing like this. I hope that's what I can create in my own writing, too.FriendshipI welcome friendship with anyone, but if you're looking for something more perhaps I'm not the friend for you. Yes I might flirt, and I might like to talk about sex, but to be fair; I'm a curious person, human sexuality is fascinating, and I like to talk about everything. I rarely initiate conversation but I do value it on just about any topic. I am pretty hopeless at posting on walls and black boxes fall into the abyss. I do however LOVE emails / direct messages and getting to know people this way, it gives both of us the freedom to talk when we can without character limitations.I don't often send friend requests, fear of rejection, not great at keeping in contact, but that doesn't mean I don't appreciate the connections I make, so please feel free to shoot one my way. I don't bite! My WallThere is no need to censor yourself, but please don't be offended if you find some of your posts removed. Plenty of ideas of what I like below. If you are impelled to post intimate images I prefer the softer, sensual types and stills are so much sexier!Kindness costs nothing, but its value is priceless
This is not the first time I've been so intoxicated by you, consumed by this raging hunger we each seek out in the night. Our lips meet in a dizzying dance now. When I yield to our frenzied rush, you are the vast atmosphere that swallows my sighs and gasps, as darkness embraces our tangled limbs igniting every desperate urge to claim all I have yet to taste. Passionately entwined in...
Added 06 Aug 2017 | Category Erotic Poems
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our goodbyes were spilled gently through eternal pauses shattered syllables and between breaths screaming of weakness voices achingly wavered some cruel balance of an immeasurable yearning and the bitter traces of deep regret that we must unravel and so we clung to ideals held full of unspoken declarations and memories never made sharing silent tears in the deafening stillness...
Added 23 May 2017 | Category Love Poems
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Our love was a victim of circumstance. Some wounds are carried far deeper than flesh, and although we’d sewn our fractured seams with hope, my scars were etched beyond the place where love was enough to save us. All that’s left of us now is our memories. The apparitions lie where you are always lingering in my periphery, remnants of how we’d come to know each other in the most intimate...
Added 06 Mar 2017 | Category Love Stories
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Now lies exposed: my darkest untold stories, where you have unearthed unspoken words like keys to unlock every unwritten chapter. There lay no caution in the haste of my unravelling, for I know you see beneath my once intricate layers... This is only the beginning of the breaching, but what depths of me are you not already aware? My true surrender lies far beyond the spillage of...
Added 23 Feb 2017 | Category Erotic Poems
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With every ephemeral glance within, I've wondered how to piece together every molecule of your ceaseless beauty, how to imprint you into my very core so the entirety of you can remain inside of me. I've tried to write what this means, describe the fluttering remnants that draw our coupling closer to create some fragrant essence that will bloom out of love. But feelings are not meant ...
Added 20 Jan 2017 | Category Love Poems
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There is pure bliss to be found within these braided embraces. Sensations ebb in relentless currents as our lips exchange desires too familiar for the spoken word, and fingertips prey upon sensitive planes; every touch unravelling an intricate dialogue as we race to unfold one another. Where I am but a tentative summer breeze full of curious hesitations, a calmer drift of simmering heat...
Added 07 Jan 2017 | Category Erotic Poems
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Sadness sweeps, hurt slowly creeps everything begins to crumble. To prevent demise, smiles: clever disguise, a saviour from the stumble. On sorrow's brink, this flood could sink it all, what was revered. Secrets have marred that reality: now tarred, instead overthrown by fear. The silence scars, through verbal spars, please, disengage all pretences. More bended truths will sting,...
Added 07 Dec 2016 | Category Love Poems
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Imprisoned by a reign of darkness, a turbulent storm has breached our seams. I am enfolded in the echoes of these fractures, stranded in this bittersweet stillness, where it feels so very wrong to remain. Rolling thunderclaps have shattered the solace as faint shimmers of lightning arcs illuminate the sweeping chasm that separates us, a distance carved between motionless bodies once...
Added 29 Nov 2016 | Category Love Poems
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Love me, not for beauty, love me, for my deformity. When I'm... Blanketed by darkness, traversing sorrow's cavernous depths - a transmission of once healing light now punctured, weeping silence. Love me, could you still? Love me, through self-loathing, imprisoned by vulnerability and despair. With your adoration, extinguish disparaging belief. Love me, when cold...
Added 09 Nov 2016 | Category Love Poems
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These richly complicated tapestries and their intricately woven threads have been effortlessly loosened, as if each strand was composed in error or missing some vital precious element that we neglected in the weaving. It is in this gentle undoing that I am only beginning to understand the vast irrelevance of time, and how the continuum of our story has no tangible end...
Added 28 Sep 2016 | Category Love Poems
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