The next time he has the munchies…
…I think I’ll offer him a taste of my cookie.
…I think I’ll offer him a taste of my cookie.
It is a soft space, this in-between. Sensual. Warm. Inviting in its netherworldness. It is a pliable space. A push and give nebulous cushion of comfortable vulnerability. A marshmallow cocoon… Read more »
I feel like I write about eyes – and eye contact – often. Eyes, as the most changeable facet of one’s facial expression, have the ability to communicate on a… Read more »
It is in the words I speak, in their content and tone, volume and inflection… In the way the vibration of my voice coils its tendrils across your auditory nerve,… Read more »