Little Darling
@littledarlingmuse.bsky.social
Finally I can say I’m a published author!
You can find Rise From the Ashes 👇🏻
https://a.co/d/1on8KTw
I have written a lot more poetry over the past six months and I like to share it plus some spicy scenes now and then.
I’m a boudoir model also 😁
You can find Rise From the Ashes 👇🏻
https://a.co/d/1on8KTw
I have written a lot more poetry over the past six months and I like to share it plus some spicy scenes now and then.
I’m a boudoir model also 😁
Last night’s post has self destructed 💥💥
November 20, 2025 at 6:01 PM
Last night’s post has self destructed 💥💥
Reposted by Little Darling
I suppose we thought that love was enough by itself.
But even the deepest love needs tending,
like a fire that doesn't burn on promises alone.
Coals must be stoked to keep them smoldering,
in hopes of reigniting the flame.
Our fire burned out,
and we let it.
Now the hearth is stone cold.
#poetry
But even the deepest love needs tending,
like a fire that doesn't burn on promises alone.
Coals must be stoked to keep them smoldering,
in hopes of reigniting the flame.
Our fire burned out,
and we let it.
Now the hearth is stone cold.
#poetry
July 25, 2025 at 11:45 PM
I suppose we thought that love was enough by itself.
But even the deepest love needs tending,
like a fire that doesn't burn on promises alone.
Coals must be stoked to keep them smoldering,
in hopes of reigniting the flame.
Our fire burned out,
and we let it.
Now the hearth is stone cold.
#poetry
But even the deepest love needs tending,
like a fire that doesn't burn on promises alone.
Coals must be stoked to keep them smoldering,
in hopes of reigniting the flame.
Our fire burned out,
and we let it.
Now the hearth is stone cold.
#poetry
I suppose we thought that love was enough by itself.
But even the deepest love needs tending,
like a fire that doesn't burn on promises alone.
Coals must be stoked to keep them smoldering,
in hopes of reigniting the flame.
Our fire burned out,
and we let it.
Now the hearth is stone cold.
#poetry
But even the deepest love needs tending,
like a fire that doesn't burn on promises alone.
Coals must be stoked to keep them smoldering,
in hopes of reigniting the flame.
Our fire burned out,
and we let it.
Now the hearth is stone cold.
#poetry
July 25, 2025 at 11:45 PM
I suppose we thought that love was enough by itself.
But even the deepest love needs tending,
like a fire that doesn't burn on promises alone.
Coals must be stoked to keep them smoldering,
in hopes of reigniting the flame.
Our fire burned out,
and we let it.
Now the hearth is stone cold.
#poetry
But even the deepest love needs tending,
like a fire that doesn't burn on promises alone.
Coals must be stoked to keep them smoldering,
in hopes of reigniting the flame.
Our fire burned out,
and we let it.
Now the hearth is stone cold.
#poetry
My first post:
Staring in your eyes, getting lost in the abyss, and enjoying this blissful feeling.
Entangled in your embrace, our breath and sweat mingling.
Where do you end and I begin?
There is no beginning, no end for either of us.
Only two souls intertwined, bound together by destiny.
Staring in your eyes, getting lost in the abyss, and enjoying this blissful feeling.
Entangled in your embrace, our breath and sweat mingling.
Where do you end and I begin?
There is no beginning, no end for either of us.
Only two souls intertwined, bound together by destiny.
June 30, 2025 at 4:23 AM
My first post:
Staring in your eyes, getting lost in the abyss, and enjoying this blissful feeling.
Entangled in your embrace, our breath and sweat mingling.
Where do you end and I begin?
There is no beginning, no end for either of us.
Only two souls intertwined, bound together by destiny.
Staring in your eyes, getting lost in the abyss, and enjoying this blissful feeling.
Entangled in your embrace, our breath and sweat mingling.
Where do you end and I begin?
There is no beginning, no end for either of us.
Only two souls intertwined, bound together by destiny.