Johnny

Johnny (Wannabe) Poet creating romantic, sensual, and spicy art. I love to cook; I'll create a meal that will make you lose your mind. Horror/fantasy/slasher/paranormal Movies, reading, tattoos, bracelets, black jewelry, ravens, Norse mythology. Ask me anything: tellonym.me/sneakyjohn00

❓ could u stay close with a friend who talks behind ur back 💬 Part of me hates losing friendships even when I know I'm not being treated as a friend. #tellonym tellonym.me/sneakyjohn00/a…

❓ do you actually like World Cup season, or is it just noise to you? 💬 I love the camaraderie it brings. #tellonym tellonym.me/sneakyjohn00/a…

❓ how does someone find the way to ur heart 💬 My heart is lost. #tellonym tellonym.me/sneakyjohn00/a…

❓ ur friend is cheating on their partner do u get involved? 💬 That is a tough situation, and I know it shouldn't be. I think I would tell my friend that they needed to tell their partner. If they refuse I would give them an ultimatum. #tellonym tellonym.me/sneakyjohn00/a…

The “Holding Out for a Hero” sequence in SHREK 2 (2004) is pure movie magic. One of the greatest animated finales ever put on screen.

My lips miss yours before the kiss even ended

You have not experienced true intimacy until the moment my lips obtain communion with your neck, as I worship every part of you. My lips parting, revealing a devotion that you have never known.

I want to dance with you in the rain, be silly AF, and get lost looking for the end of the rainbow.

I will give you a thirst that can only be quenched when you are on your knees in front of me. Ah-ah, eyes up here, I didn't tell you that you can look away. That's my good girl.

Let's lay on a blanket under the moon on the twilight cooled grass, Let's get lost in the stars, and make a wish if a falling one comes to pass Let the hours go by slow and sweet, While fireflies tickle our feet. Let's name the constellations and create some of our own, Let's make unforgettable memories as the stitches of love are sewn. #WritingCommunity

Her love is like ethereal, stardust imbued rain, fostering the seeds of passion that have long been forgotten.

She's a fever dream I have yet to experience, her love beyond my reach like grasping at smoke as it dissipates before my heart can reconcile what it's even been denied.

The shadows of breath dancing through the brisk winter air is but a prelude to the secrets we uncover as we warm each other with euphoric skin to skin intimacy.

The midnight black of twilight hides the darkest parts of our desires, while the shimmering starlight reveals the parts we beg to be seen.

A fractured soul afraid to heal, Tear-filled eyes, afraid to see. A tortured heart, afraid to feel. A diminished man, afraid to be.

Secrets whispered Skin to skin Embracing within Silken sheets Fingers interlaced Lips exploring Fingers promising Bodies sweating Breath meeting breath I dream of this with you.

A glance from across the room; Time ceases to exist My eyes meet yours I mouth the words, 'you are beautiful' You tilt your head down, Bite your lip Blushing to a pinkish rose, I thought it impossible for you to look even more beautiful, That moment proved me wrong. I cross the room, take your hand, Bring it to my lips, Still entranced by your glow, I put on some music, We share a dance, You pour us a drink. You laugh at my jokes, And my cheeks hurt from smiling so much. I lean in, my eyes pleading with yours. We kiss. Softly at first, Unsure if how far to take this. My hands discover your hips. I pull you closer. I bask in your scent, Pheromones dancing through the air. I am unable to resist I brush your hair behind your shoulder. My lips press against your neck. I let them linger. I can feel your goosebumps. I can feel your body temperature rising. You relieve me of my shirt, as I slip your dress from your shoulders. As it slides to the floor, I turn you around, and pull you to me. My lips painting your shoulder, One hand caressing your perfect breasts, The other rubbing the outside of your panties. You feel me throbbing against your back, And you reach around. You unzip my jeans and stroke me Feeling me growing in your hands. Our hearts beating Racing as if there's no tomorrow. I lift you up, set you on the counter. I slowly slide off your panties, keeping my eyes on yours, making clear my intent. My hands gripping your thighs My lips marking their journey from your thigh to your beautiful, freshly smoothed pvssy. My lips introduce themselves to yours. My tongue slowly, gently entering you. You gasp and your body tenses. You taste divine. Sweeter than nectar from the gods. I take my time, Your thighs grip around me, Your fingers find my hair. Your moans are like a siren's song. Your body pulsating As I give no reprieve Your love flows upon my tongue Sticky Hot Euphoric. That's my good girl.

My lips are begging to tell every inch of your skin a secret, each kiss sacred with intent, yet laced with a pleading of sin.

Dreams washing away, like grains of sand as the tide meets the shore. My heart reaching out, but they continue to slip through my fingers as if they never existed.

Bleeding from my soul, my yearning runs rampant, with the promise to never again be subdued.