Vianne doesn't choose between opposites. She weaves them.
Primal and spiritual. Speed and stillness. Gaze and touch. Train and track.
"You took me with your eyes…long before we fucked or lied."
What Vianne's poem gave me was poetry…and a worldview.
The poem moves like a train — fast, rhythmic, relentless…but it stops at stations. It accelerates and decelerates. It is both the train and the track.
And the two characters? They trade places. Sometimes he's the runaway train, she's the track. Sometimes she rides him, looks over her shoulder, controls the gaze.
A dance.
"Primal…spirit and animal…carnal…and so very US."
Maybe a statement about a relationship. Or a statement about existence.
We talked about the finish, and this has a finish but it doesn't...it's a beginning with a future and it's clear throughout the write that future is passionate and bright. Great work, Vianne! <3<3
I loved this. Honestly it made me think about me and my husband. Whew 😅 beautiful imagery. I love how you used the dividers and the single words it read really beautifully!
Vianne doesn't choose between opposites. She weaves them.
Primal and spiritual. Speed and stillness. Gaze and touch. Train and track.
"You took me with your eyes…long before we fucked or lied."
What Vianne's poem gave me was poetry…and a worldview.
The poem moves like a train — fast, rhythmic, relentless…but it stops at stations. It accelerates and decelerates. It is both the train and the track.
And the two characters? They trade places. Sometimes he's the runaway train, she's the track. Sometimes she rides him, looks over her shoulder, controls the gaze.
A dance.
"Primal…spirit and animal…carnal…and so very US."
Maybe a statement about a relationship. Or a statement about existence.
Only Vianne knows the answer.
Duell
We talked about the finish, and this has a finish but it doesn't...it's a beginning with a future and it's clear throughout the write that future is passionate and bright. Great work, Vianne! <3<3
Good observation, I agree completely. 🫶
“it makes me want to slide and ride you
bite and grind too” holy fuck this is good!!! Love your style!! ❤️🔥❤️🔥
Thanks beauty, just subbed you too, great page
😊ty!
I loved this. Honestly it made me think about me and my husband. Whew 😅 beautiful imagery. I love how you used the dividers and the single words it read really beautifully!
That’s a wonderful compliment thankyou 🫶🔥 and yes a train tracks for the train sort of came unintentionally
It was extremely creative and appealing to my eye 🥰.
Looking forward to reading more of your work
Beautifully spaced, and paced like their heartbeats and minds creating the tempo in time with the tracks
So brilliantly written! The beat, the divisions, the way your words control the readers speed... marvelous.
From you this is such a compliment 🫶 thankyou
As soon as I started reading it… I gasped… the tracks! Genius.
You noticed 😍
The rhythm feels like a heartbeat building into wildfire.
Thanks Laura
Beautifully sizzling hot ❤️
This is easily, my favorite poem I've read from you.
Stunning beyond words.
Thankyooooooouuuuuu, Kasu that means so much to much honestly 🫶💛💥
Yes, I like it! ❤️❤️🫠🫠
👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼 Beautifully rendered!
He’s a lucky man 🫶
You stole my attention for a few minutes in this one. Beautiful, heated and spicyy!
This part broke from the screen and got deep into me, inside my skin. My body read this poem, not my eyes.
"like the ultimate gift
a knowing that if we drift
it won’t be for long because
I belong
scooped into you
your hands round my ass
and down my thighs
kissing me as I rise"