Around midnight, She has a thrill ride.

It’s midnight.

Minimum notions of city breathe & dim lights wrap the town.


And she choked.

With eyes open, sight seeing is limited wide of ceiling – almost all dark and slight light beam striking thru off the clear looking glass.

Reflecting to what left of the world : moon and cloudy sky.

And with the help of it,

She is able to see a figure who’s on top of her.

Whom shadow cover its eyes,

but it doesn’t able to hide its gaze.


Swaying all way thru around.

Up and down, back and forth.


It is dancing. Tender moves.

With delicate swipe of skin to skin.


Bare and majestic.


But firm still,


give some sort of shock striking and chilling to bones.

Alerting all the nerves and mucles.


She is sinning to the night.

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Silhouette of a Shadow

Sounds of howling dog wake me up.

‘This puppy must be hungry’.

As I try to shake of my sheet and wake up, what hold me the most is your arm who stretch its way to hold wrap all my body.

My almost naked body with just night gown that barely cover a thing.

But foremost, darling, is your lingering smell and how you make me feel thru out the night.

Leaving the bed will always be hard time for me.


Thus I will savor every edges of your skin while you asleep.

Every turn of your body,

Every muscle of your arm,

The hard tender of your chest,

Every layer of your hair,

Every corner of your lip.


My fingers will dance and sway upon it. Slow as it will never leave.

I take a glance of what God has created.

This perfection and flaw in one creature.

The sleeping Greek God.


My fingertips draw on your lip, memorizing every corner.

And this puppy bark.

I, with reluctant, shake off my sheet and stand.

Taking last glance of a sleeping man safe and sound on a crib.

And shiver as I remind what he’s capable of when he’s awake.


‘Yea I will feed you. Here’s puppy, eat a lot’

I lean on the wall while watching this puppy eat like this is his last meal.

And my mind is empty as it’s midnight and I barely functioning.


Somewhat I feel the air on my back is mild and ticklish.

Like wind softly blows between trees at Fall. A pleasant blows.

And I see a silhouette of dark shadow rise upon me.

Perfectly fit and wrap mind under the low dim light.

I know I will be more than pleased to embrace whatever crawl behind me.

Soft and firm touch of your arm wrap my body,

And delicate kiss you drop on my neck.

I shiver.


I do remember what he capable of.


And gently you turn me to face you and I barely breathe.

I close my eyes to suck all the moment when you linger your finger up from my hair and down to my ear.

And down to my hand.


Grabbing it gently but firm, you lead my way.

I know what you capable of.


And I know you will conduct the same performance you showed.

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Morning After


with mild hangover and spin of my head I barely open my eyes and functioning.

how many drinks I drank last night, I cannot count.

as I slowly try to separate the lid between my eyes, the sun striking thru hard and shut my attempt.

slowly adapting to the light, I open my eyes.

And there you are,


Beside me, sleeping safe and sound.

With jawline hit and lip seal as it is has the world deepest secret.

and shut eyes of you, darling, cannot contain how it spark universe greatest sightseeing.

depth of abyss.


I run my fingers within your forehead,

all thru your ear, jaw, and chin.

I knocked it as it will open your sealed lip.


My linger finger dance to your nose,

touch it as it is part of art,

admiring every edges.


And down to your cupid bow.

I draw your lip all way thru.

Slowly spinning it all way thru.

I want to picturise and keep it in my memory.


I shiver as I remember what that lip capable of.

I lean in more and more to your open arm and bust my head to your bare chest.

Bare hard delicate chest.


My finger cannot contain the urge to do another dance, my apologize.

Finger tipping on your shoulder, firm shoulder.

It pacing its way to your arm so tender and smooth.

It moves as it doesn’t want to leave,

Because again, dear, it moves it way to memorize every edge of you.

Inch to inch, every nerve.


Down to your arm, my finger jump to your firm but delicate chest.

A place for my head to lay.

This one I don’t need to dance on as I remember every turn on it.


I snug deeper and deeper. I don’t care if the air starts to rare as I sink my nose to your embrace.

I just want to live here.


and then, a tender touch of soft lip land it kiss on my forehead.

I wake up the greek God and it throws the most suffocating smile I ever seen.


I shiver again.

As your hand caress my head,

dancing it off down to my shoulder.

And tipping to my arm,

my back,

and by one quick move I am in you. In your wrap.


Nothing but sheet and quilt on us.

And slowly creeping it way between us,

heat and sparks.

Of all rides we had before land of dream cathing in.


It’s up.

And we both about to start it again.


With the help of the playlist we made : Xx

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Linen Memoir

I go to bed early today

No, I’m not that tired

Just somehow the bed attracts me to sink within, between virtues and reality.

As I turn my bluetooth speaker on,

Miguel is on playing. Coffee is echoing sweetly in my room.

I open my bra and toast it anywhere. My chest has suffer enough.

As I lay my head and snug my pillow with new linen,

I got all my nerve on sting and thrilled all over my body.

So, we use the same softener?

And geez how much flashes this smell has brought me into.

I was partly sober, how much drink I had before?

And pain, yup I did fall and thanks for catching me.

I was so in between, the severe pain in my head and struggle to function in such noon,

As I felt tender stroke of firm hand reaching my body in to vanish the space between your beard and my hair.

I was aware of what happen, and in fact, I’m loving it.

The reach was more than just tender, it turns to grab and attempt to make one single body in a bed.

I turned my head to grab more vivid look of you.

Hmm nope just your beard.

And sunlight hitting thru curtain shamelessly.

And I choose to sink in your wrap.

Laying all my head to your chest.

And you pulled me more, and more, closer.

I chill.

As the warmth remind me how true your arm give me.

I turned my head again.

And we both knew where it leads.

It all started from small peck.

And tender kiss.

Rolling over on of each other.

To roughly passionate intimacy.

Ended by warm snug.

Warmth of your arm wrap my body, one I cannot forget.

And I’m not quite sure is the spin you gave me,

or just gravity and rotation of planets,

Sun started fading away.

And we both tucked away, again.

I sniff the new linen of my pillow.

Such harmony it stimulates to my brain.

Awaken all single movement of Monday.

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Two Bodies

Been a long time to let my mind fantasize wildly so here we go,

(Ps. please be mind with the word fantasizethanks.)



it’s been a really long time. 

a really, really long time.

since your lip pressed mine in the most sensual way

with life happening and we both walk our own path,


I barely remember

the shiver you gave as your fingers lingers on my skin


but tonight

as my Spotify weekly decide to give such songs,

I cannot restrain myself to be in longing.

In longing of us.

In longing of how some nights turn be


How simple sips got lost in voices

How forehead kisses went down straight to tongue

How simple night trips drove us into such a ride

How the rush of our blood crash into the night breathe : 

dim lights, moans, and slurty

Combine with heat, sweat, and my car cologne.


So the lyric goes: ‘I’m so ready to dimp my mind’

‘I don’t mind if you take advantages of me’

from Two Bodies – Flight Facilities.


Ain’t us?




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I cannot sleep, my medicine is you.

I can’t sleep tonite

As cliche as it sounds, the voices in my head don’t let me.

My heart and mind going wild and cannot rest em selves.

Running thru thoughts and thoughts 

And as far as I remember, your touch could tame anything

Put my heart to tender rate

Focusing my thoughts to only you

And suffocated my soul in such depth of your eyes
And I miss how it uses to be, our skin to skin

And how I trans to another side of the universe within a kiss.

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An Aerotica Prose (might define vulgar so get yourself, read with open mind will ya?)

Long trip makes you productive as fuck

Flow of thoughts and never ending wanders and longing

And this thought goes to my dried lips

This train trip that delivers me to Yogyakarta that takes almost 10 hours

And my butt started to cramp.

Before, I bought a pack of cigarettes at convenience store.

And damn this long trip with mind full of wave of thoughts,

emerge the needs of burning cigarettes on my lips

Smokes and how it exhales my pressure.

And this flash pieces of memories

Between flashing lights and thumping sound,

A taste of trace of cigarettes on somebody lip

How tender smell approaching my skin

Muscle of my nose starts tingling

And how it lingers on my throat

Not only burn cigars which taste I vividly remember within this trip

The sweet flavor of tequila and others booze you sip also stays

In your tongue

And mine

I savor it.

The night, the beat, and how our body sway in between.

And I cherish the lingering taste of cigars and booze in your mouth

And how it trade to mine.

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Everything about her is sexual

How her lips sew and seal

And how her hips move
The curve within that S-tube dress

And how her butt making a huge silhouette 

Her hair flick

And the way she sways within light and smoke 

But more over 

She the way she confront herself

And bluntly facing the light

The way she speaks her words

And random act she makes

And ah

Her anonymity 

She refuse to glue with any thing
She stand tall all by her self 

By her own kisses and cries

Her own back and back seat of her car
She’s alone

But not lonely 
Everything about her is sexual

Bold and daring

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I make this post with a glass of milk as companion

Suffocated by the air you breath

I was drowned

By the depth of abyss within your eyes

And your firm presence taking over the spotlight of the room
Sharp, and your tender existence

As drawn thru the tender speaks come outta your tender lip

Ugh, how ticklish.
Everything about your appearance is perfection

You know how woman use to worship all Greek gods?

That’s how I become, one of those foolish.
Eh, but

I gotta state this

You are billion worth of worship and adore!
How you move in these spaces

And dance throughout times.

Baby spaces and times is not a bound for your sway
As you speak your name

And lit your cigar,

I know I will have my head spin

No, not because couple sip of wine
But the entire existence of yours

Blew my mind

How fascinating

How overwhelming
Ah, my head started to spin now

As the thought of yours flow thru
I can imagine and fantasize many things with you, right beside

Except bored and lame.

Well in my fantasy I know you will harm me with a way I know will be pleasing


Ah my dear happy place

Tall long curl hair

After times, after months,

And I’m still in the same profound within ideas and thoughts of you.

And it’s, pleasing.

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mehehe Yoan sukanya vulgar ya



I do aware that my writings, lately, have between these styles; either vulgar, or randomly exist. and I think, I need to clear things up for dear readers (if I ever have one LOL) and my own self, as a gentle reminder.


these writings are not literal meaning.  

as the form of expression I discover is the most effective tools to imply feelings and my mind and my thoughts, which most of the time are wild ruckus random shit, I came cross to use another circumtances and situations in order to express my deepest thoughts and my night longing. and as the night and my insanity level goes up (girl sure, most of the time you accompany yourself with injections of caffein, cigars, and alcohol) so the content is indeed imply my feelings with such a wild wild form. beast one. and I am proud, as I read my writings, I am able to recall my thoughts and presence my self in such moments once again.


thus, I gave this writing about ‘Having Sex’ – which not a literal act guys chill, and hereby I inform about the writings.

it’s about me and thoughts of being an open individual. I am aware of how close I am to some extent, and aware of my longing being touch and reach by people. to be naked and able to speak my deepest secret, not having considers of stuff, and things.

and here how I express it, thru this what-so-called having sex that I relate to my thoughts and longing about being openly indivual. enjoy and have a mind straight!

Let’s Have Sex

Dear, you

Let’s have sex.

Let’s expose our body.

Together in purity


and mask-less.

Let us show our naked body

Our belly and our flaw

Our insecurities and our strechmarks

Your scars and acnes

The dark and bright

Let us touch each other

to feel the tender skin

under what cloth had hidden from

Linger all your finger around

touch private parts

Embrace the beauty

Let us jumble our defines

Blow your mind


Because baby

You gotta do me

Why so?

Just because, I need those hand do me

expose me



Baby I need those.

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