You’re lying down, somewhere warm and dim. Safe. The kind of quiet that makes your body start to unclench, like it finally trusts it’s allowed to rest.There’s someone with you—not just anyone, but someone who sees you. Really sees you. They’re close, but not rushing. They move like they care, like touching you isn’t just … Continue reading In the Quiet of Desire
There once was a roast, hot and steamy, With gravy that poured in a dreamy. Bangers so thick, Made the ladies all quick, And chips that were cheeky and creamy!
Choosing a favorite animal feels impossible, for each offers something unique—comfort, wonder, or quiet strength. Some are steady and familiar, others wild and free, while some sustain us in silence. Each has its place, not to be ranked but cherished for the role it plays, whether to comfort, inspire, or support.
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