AyaRay

"Words are my home
And somehow
You feel grater than home
Now I'm left speechless. "

-AyaRay

Orgasm A single rose Red Looking down the center Directly My mind started to spiral Down Sinking into a soft bath of Blood Lifting my arms to the sky Splashing While I continue to Spin Letting go, being set ...

For the final Valentine's Day challenge of poems of heart and love.
Here it is. 🌹

It’s Different It's different, yes. It's ours, baby.

Happy Valentine's Day
Poems of heart and love.
Day 3 ❤️

"If you were able to read my body like a book, the words would leak out and make a mess of you. "

-AyaRay

A heart; My heart. A heart so imperfect it can only be my heart.

Poems of heart and of Love.
Day 2 of Valentine's Day challenge.

Tired of Loving I have given away all the best parts of me

A few days of love poems in honour of Valentines Day.
Love from many different angles

Day 1 ❤️

I don't want to fuck him
I want to keep him
I don't want to hurt him
I want to hold him

-taken out of Twisted Souls by: AyaRay

Maybe the world is scared of the dark, too
What if the moon and stars are just the night lights
For Earth.

-AyaRay

Facing the direct light,
Sitting in complete darkness
Does it matter which side we choose?
When both
Leave us
Completely
Blind.

-AyaRay

Love Language Love me like my morning coffee

My love language is never on the classic list. So here, I took a minute to help you understand the luanguage of my heart ❤️

Shame. Stuck in a body that's been used, and passed, used and passed again, and again.

Shame.

Thank you 💛

My first visit with little me. So I took a seat across from her on that carpet, where only I could see all the bloodstains that hadn't yet been made.

This one feels frightening to share, so here I am.

End of an Era They say that before one door closes, another door opens I have never before seen any doors in my life

Goodbye 2025! 👋

Record Flip Too painful to keep listening to I walked right up I flipped the record I never heard this side before I was always too scared to try Desperate for different I was ready Music, real music A change in ...

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Who are you? Someone asked me the other day. I can be anything, I can be anyone.

It's been a while since the last time someone asked me straight up "Who are you?"
Well, that led me here, here it is.

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Conversation with Me I had a conversation last night With me I was asleep, but dreaming that I couldn’t sleep, Frustrated, annoyed, and so tired.

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Magic Magic shared is magic seen, magic known is indeed magical.

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Read more Books Every person is a story, a book, a read.

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"I never believed in God, until I got to see your naked body from across the room, that was an artistic masterpiece that could never been mistaken for anything other than the work of the Lord himself."
-AyaRay

We know magic is real, but when magic meets magic and together they hold magic, the magic created is more magic than even magic herself has ever witnessed 🌟

Perfectly Wrapped A broken shadow Placed in a body Exquisitely wrapped Desperately ignoring its own reflection Because this thing, This body, It’s desirable It’s the definition of beauty But the reflection I see It’s n...

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Today, I stand
Naked
Fully clothed
In front of you
Here.

-AyaRay

Painful Pleasure *Trigger Warning *18+The distance between pain and pleasure should be the distance between us and the sun, It should be so far away that one would never be able to recognize the other Not in this life...

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What is intimacy without words to describe it? What's the power of love if no one ever sang about it? Tell me, dear, what good is true passion if we're left with no way to force the world to know about its magical intensity?
-AyaRay

Nightmare on Repeat The one that's been following me...

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Not yet 🌸

Everyone wants to go home, but not all of us have a place to go.
-AyaRay

All I see is LOVE I've never been very good with boundaries

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The Smells of my Heart The smell of freshly cut grassChicken soup cookingFresh set of sheetsSummer rainMy homeLeather shopsFresh bushel of mintMorning sexThe winter seaA newborn baby’s headSmell of pumpkin spice seasonMorni...

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