I got to you didn’t touch me but something in me answered and... had to put my phone down for a second like... wow, rude, in an affectionately, as always~
This feels like a study 👩🔬 in tension. I love how the 'rehearsed silence' of the room eventually gives way to something spontaneous and weightless. That transition from the heavy marble and velvet to the 'air' between two people is visceral. We must keeponkeepingon 🫂 I love you all! 🙏
You are very welcome, Brother Mark! 🤝💙 It truly warms my heart to know that my words reached you in such a meaningful way. I am so glad I could capture that pivotal moment for you just right! 🤗 We must always keep on keeping on! 💙🙌 I love you brother!! 🙌🙏🫂
Reading this felt strangely familiar in a quiet way.
Like something is already happening before anything actually happens.
You never say “love” or “desire,” but you can feel the shift that moment when the air changes, and somehow your body responds before your mind catches up.
Dear Alix, you’ve seen that so well in your reading. Entering a moment that’s already inflight was just the scene I was trying to set. And your body responds before you mind catches up is my internal mantra🤗 Too often we think explanation precedes understandng and knowing, yet…
Dear Mark (😆), thank you for your reply! You captured that 'moment' so precisely—I actually had a 'wow' moment while reading it. I completely agree with what you said about the body responding before the mind catches up. I often feel that way in real life too (to the point where I sometimes wonder if my senses are playing tricks on me...). Thank you for your writing; it gave me another wonderful chance to reflect.😃
Your poem beautifully captures that breathless, suspended moment where a connection becomes so atmospheric that even the room seems to step aside to let it happen. Lovely ✨
This is beautifully restrained, making it real and deeply felt. <3
I'm so pleased you felt that Petra 😊
I got to you didn’t touch me but something in me answered and... had to put my phone down for a second like... wow, rude, in an affectionately, as always~
No touching Asuka. The magic lives in almost ✨️ 😍 ✨️
Thank you for coming out for a dance 💃
Beautiful! Felt the space and presence ❤️
Thank you Be ❤️
This feels like a study 👩🔬 in tension. I love how the 'rehearsed silence' of the room eventually gives way to something spontaneous and weightless. That transition from the heavy marble and velvet to the 'air' between two people is visceral. We must keeponkeepingon 🫂 I love you all! 🙏
Thank you for such a warm and lovely reading!
That transition was the pivotal moment for me, and you captured it just right 🫂 🤗 🫂
You are very welcome, Brother Mark! 🤝💙 It truly warms my heart to know that my words reached you in such a meaningful way. I am so glad I could capture that pivotal moment for you just right! 🤗 We must always keep on keeping on! 💙🙌 I love you brother!! 🙌🙏🫂
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GOD. DAMN.
😊
Oh this is gorgeous. Delicacy with a quickening pulse.✨
Thank you Firefly! So pleased you felt that come through in the piece 🌿
Beautiful Mark🙏🌟👏
No surprise at all😂❤️
Thank you! 🔥
Oof so beautiful!!
Thak you Pratishtha!
How many muses are you writing for, Mark? Beautifully written, as always.
Thank you MoTy 🤗
PS. this is part of my april poem dedications :)
Reading this felt strangely familiar in a quiet way.
Like something is already happening before anything actually happens.
You never say “love” or “desire,” but you can feel the shift that moment when the air changes, and somehow your body responds before your mind catches up.
Dear Alix, you’ve seen that so well in your reading. Entering a moment that’s already inflight was just the scene I was trying to set. And your body responds before you mind catches up is my internal mantra🤗 Too often we think explanation precedes understandng and knowing, yet…
Thank you!
Dear Mark (😆), thank you for your reply! You captured that 'moment' so precisely—I actually had a 'wow' moment while reading it. I completely agree with what you said about the body responding before the mind catches up. I often feel that way in real life too (to the point where I sometimes wonder if my senses are playing tricks on me...). Thank you for your writing; it gave me another wonderful chance to reflect.😃
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😊😊😊!
This is masterfully portrayed. Such deep sense of introspection and understanding. Great work you guys !
Thank you Aaliya! 🫠 🥰 🫠
Your poem beautifully captures that breathless, suspended moment where a connection becomes so atmospheric that even the room seems to step aside to let it happen. Lovely ✨