Prof Fox 🦊✨🖤

to wake just in time seeing the dream recede as her lips hovering declare the intent to return a partner for this journey and the one beyond our sight where perfection is defined in the shadows of the night #vss365

@IslandGirlMo808 That reminds me, I need ice cream.

Hey you

some fires are not meant to be contained

bright amber glow rain dancing, drizzling down twilights’ strange sky show #haiku

@DiotimaDreams YES!!!!! I stick it so far in the campfire flames that it flames... 🔥😈

@darkxfer So you enjoy your hot dogs at nuclear charred levels 🤣😲

I am a disaster at BBQing. I can never time things right; things seem to go from raw to charred nuclear disaster levels very quick. AND running outside and inside to check on different things stresses me out. Send help. And take out. Thai please. 🥺

there is a quiet ache within my stardust heart watching fireflies dance amid the amethyst gloaming rising to the heliacal flares of their cosmic aspirations to soar solar skies as i realise that my bright dreams burnt out long before i could ever hope to fly as high #BraveWrite

I don’t know when tension begins. Maybe it’s eye contact. Maybe it’s timing. Maybe it’s that first “hello,” and it lands somewhere lower than it should. ~𝓜

please uncurl your fist and show the rock or amethyst as we walk through stormy weather such unconcealed prajna seeps like a devilish caterpillar longing to transform through a single pinecone seed #BraveWrite #WriteMap #firewords280 #BrknShards #BedroomEyes #3wordspoet

@DzintraSullivan Morning, Ms. Z!

@darkxfer Morning Mr Fox.

Good morning, Insatiables—day 669🍯🐰 Setting intentions and a resonance for the day… let’s do this!!! 🫶🏼🦊☕️

I don’t believe in forcing understanding but I do believe in recognizing when it simply isn’t there and moving on. Overexplaining rarely changes anything. If clarity couldn’t bridge the distance the first or second time, a third attempt probably won’t do it either.🩸🥀

@SarahthePoetess Summer research session has begun... Feet up on desk... trying to remember what it is that I do... 😂

@darkxfer Thank you! Not quite yet. Just a few short weeks left including this week. I honestly can't wait to have a fun and relaxing summer. How about you? 😊

Just going to leave this porn here… and then eat the candy bar, of course 🦊

@beaannargh 😏

@darkxfer 😉

bleeding along infinity’s edge where we becoming come in assuming assimilations this feral tree blooms deeply where feelings treat emotions and set sacred sensuality free #vss365

@SassyGirl394 Meeting somewhere in the middle wouldn't be bad!

@darkxfer We were 86°F with a feels like of 93°, Tuesday 90° expected. Would love to send some your way and have some 60’s!

First #ManHandMonday of “Summer”. It’s currently 28 deg F…

#intent begins before the word, a quiet leaning of the heart; hand moves where light is heard and makes of hope patient art. We are the meanings that we choose; our better aims give us their form; the day grows larger, line by line, when kindness acts clear and warm. #vss365

...Your eyes... I'm bewitched by dandelions that sparkle in your eyes, I fall and willingly drown the power of those depths, That erotic decadent power framed by lashes thick, And topped off with that smile... @OldSoulProse #bedroomeyes

in the garden she makes flower chains ladybugs in het hair…

cigarette flavored regret a lingering of the night's intent disillusioned by your love you never saw the end of twisted sheets a mess of clothes and you, bitter, left all alone #vss365

Souls We are souls adrift, not lost, only moving through this want of being alive, Waiting for things we cannot name, holding tightly to what was never ours to keep. Life is a fragile thread, drawn between first breath and final silence, pulled taut by love, by sorrow, by every goodbye that leaves its mark. There is no hidden wisdom to this journey.. only to keep moving, to place one weary foot before the next. And when it is time to leave, to surrender gently.. and rise. Perhaps what we long for most is a place beyond identity, where our names dissolve into nothing, where the weight of memory falls from our shoulders, and we become untethered.. light enough to drift. Gather your sadness. Fold away your old prayers. Leave behind the selves you needed once, but no longer belong to. For loneliness is not a void.. it is the soul remembering there is something more than this world can offer, something just beyond reach calling softly in the distance. So hold your small light close when darkness gathers. And when your thread is finally released, may you rise without fear.. quiet as fading dusk, soft as a final thought, like a soul returning to the sky it had always been searching for…..

I muster along With no real intent No real purpose Nothing to invent I wonder of God If its all heaven sent Then remember the feral If they were once innocent Who knows Who cares I've a bungalow With stairs Its all a muchness Of apples and pears #vss365