Cassian gripped Marina’s hand, desperate to give her some kind of reassurance. He could tell from the way her eyes slowly dilated and her palm felt clammy, she was worried.  She’s trying to hide, but she’s failing so badly it’s almost funny.  Lanterns and candles cast dim flickers around the captain’s cabin. Deep greens and blues colored the walls in sea story tapestries. ...

Remember when hobbies weren’t side hustles? We wouldn’t think about profiting from what we love doing in our spare time. Now, our minds blink with inspiration about how to monetize our pet projects. Making money through activities you enjoy adds pressure when tied to mastery. It takes away from the joy of pursuing an activity ...

“So, what do you do for a living?”  A certain group of people finds such a simple question difficult to answer. Multi-passionates are individuals with many skills, talents, and ambitions who have difficulty sticking to one path. If you fit into this category, you tend to explore your vast interests, switch jobs, turn hobbies into ...

I’ve always experienced difficulty grasping the concept of passion. Regarding what I wanted to pursue career-wise, I felt restricted by the “follow your passion” narrative. This is because I didn’t have a single goal to achieve. Some people are certain of what they want and can’t imagine it any other way. Others possess multiple interests ...

We all have a list of the things we need to do. Adulthood is full of them. Our days are full of work, chores, and responsibilities. What’s your passion? What fills you with joy and gives you purpose outside of normal day-to-day productivity? It’s time to give your passion the attention and purpose it deserves. ...

“Tip-tapTip-tap,One-TwoOne-Two,”I repeat. “One-stepOne-step,One-TwoTwo-Three,”He whispers. I falter,I sway,I trip,I bumble. I leap,I soar,I fly,I descend. “My love,My love,”I call. “My dove,You okay?”He asks. “My darling,Never better,”I reply. For I am yours,Mon amor.

public glancesall sharp and nastyyet behind those looksyour eyes scanthe landscapeas you take inthe rise ofmy ebony moundsand stare at my nipslonging to caressthem with the warmthof your fingertipscareful not to be noticedas your eyes drift frommy nips to my hipsand to the gapbetween my thighsforcing the spacein your slacksto lessen yetkeeping yourlack and lusting ...

Let your thoughts of me  carry you through your day  and rock you to sleep at night. Featured image by Rodnae Productions, courtesy of Pexels

your non-verbal moaned I am yours sweet, vulnerable and... powerful at the same time

My body starvesfor passionBut -your touchis vacuous