I feel like I didn't read this, I watched it happen...even better, I felt it happen. That's how amazing Lovetter writes. And when I got to the place where she laced their fingers, I desperately wanted to know what the "reader" was feeling and seeing from her own POV, so getting to the end and seeing that I'll get to experience that? Chef's kiss, Lovette! Thank youuuuu.
woah, just woah. kissing never felt so...holy until i read your piece. my stuff is very dirty by comparison. this is gold. also, love the photo at the end, very pretty.
Stunningly beautiful and rich. While I was reading I started hearing a song flashback in it's atmosphere and it played alongside your words and the happenings in this world you have made. If it means anything to you - the song is by Ani Di Franco and it's called Overlap. The lyrics and song pace have that slow, attentive eros. Thanks for such a wonderful piece for free here. Very generous. 🙏
Wow Lovette, this actually left me breathless a couple of times! The way you describe everything, the setting, and especially how you describe her & how you so thoughtfully adjust things to her comfort, you really drew me in! ❤️
I do not have the words to describe how truly enchanting this was to read. This was a reading experience I've never had before and it was beyond phenomenal.
This is arresting work. I actually chose to listen to the audio and then went back later and read it, an unusual choice for me. I generally prefer written work over audio but I decided to experience it with you reading it first instead. It's a slow burn but slow with purpose, not artificially dragged out like some things can be. The following passage is a great sample of that for me:
"I’m not a flirt. I’m a calibrator. I don’t initiate. I attune. Autistic, yes…but not in the way people expect. My intimacy is a slow, sacred filing system. I archive. I cross-reference. I match the angles of her stillness to the shadows on the stone floor. Touch overwhelms me. So I offer other things: timing, rhythm, care. It’s my way of asking: Are you safe?"
It's an absolutely sumptuous and descriptively rich depiction of a slowly building mating dance founded on safety, security, understanding and confirmation of intent and consent. Really great work. Thanks for trusting us with it.
This is beautiful. Brilliant and detailed and not at all jumbled or hurried. One doesn’t have to identify along the same lines to appreciate the telling and unfolding of a uniquely sensual and careful romantic encounter.
lovette, as a queer gambian neurodivergent woman, i am in awe by all of your written media, but this one in particular 🧎🔥
you’re mind is incredible. i sometime think we don’t deserve access to such levels of brilliance. there’s truly no one doing it like you.
i have a long list of sapphic media j consume, but truthfully none of them have the level of depth as what ive just read. i will keep rereading this piece until its practically memorized— this is a work of art ✨
im a respectfully asking for more, name your price and i will pay how ever much to get a snippet of the lovette sapphic experience!
To be seen like this especially by someone who shares many of these intersections is no small thing. I’m writing at the pace I can, and more is coming. If the work moves you, subscribing or donating through the available links is a meaningful way to support it. Thank you for meeting it with care. 🩷✨
Oh I didn't know I needed to read this exact thing today but I'm so glad your writing found me. I am moved in how well you see and love others, and I am drawn in with your scene setting and storytelling. The way you write makes it hard to not fall in love with the people, the places, and the plants you describe, and so I give in to that love. I am not even half way through, and I am already so drawn in. It's not often I come across a voice that so closely mirrors my own, and to see it love someone else, gives me hope for my own writing. What's more, it brings me comfort to know there are other people who live and breathe and attune so intently to the gentle,subtle movements of how life moves. Reading this felt like a kiss, not with skin to skin touching but something deeper. Something I'm still trying to describe how it feels even in my own life. Thank you for sharing . I will be following and reading anything you write with fervor and delight.
To be read like this when I was a bit unsure in sharing and to have the care I pour into language reflected back with such intimacy is a rare and generous gift. I write slowly, with intention, hoping someone somewhere might feel a little less alone in how they love, sense, and notice.
To know that you felt drawn into the rhythm of it, without touch but through attunement that’s like….the highest compliment I could receive.
I see your voice, too. I trust it’s worth listening to. Thank you for meeting me here, with so much presence. 😭✨😭✨
Let's just, cry together at this point. I hope you know that you are changing lives simply existing as you do. I mean that, from the truest parts of my heart. Thank you, thank you, thank you .
"This piece touched me deeply and surprisingly. At the end, a deep exhale and tears came down remembering a touch, a longing that I've almost forgot how to savor. "
I shared this ⬆️ with a dear soul sister after reading your story....need to listen to it & see how it lands.
Lovette this was lovely.... I'm looking forward to the next installation.
The fact that it brought back a memory you’d almost forgotten how to savor… that’s the kind of intimacy I hope to hold space for.
Thank you for sharing it with your soul sister. That ripple means everything. I’m so grateful it found you and yes, the next one is already on its way. I wanted to see if this one would land well first 🙈
I feel like I didn't read this, I watched it happen...even better, I felt it happen. That's how amazing Lovetter writes. And when I got to the place where she laced their fingers, I desperately wanted to know what the "reader" was feeling and seeing from her own POV, so getting to the end and seeing that I'll get to experience that? Chef's kiss, Lovette! Thank youuuuu.
woah, just woah. kissing never felt so...holy until i read your piece. my stuff is very dirty by comparison. this is gold. also, love the photo at the end, very pretty.
Oh, Lovette. I wish I had words but I’m actually speechless.
Stunningly beautiful and rich. While I was reading I started hearing a song flashback in it's atmosphere and it played alongside your words and the happenings in this world you have made. If it means anything to you - the song is by Ani Di Franco and it's called Overlap. The lyrics and song pace have that slow, attentive eros. Thanks for such a wonderful piece for free here. Very generous. 🙏
Wow!! Bravo!! 🫶🏻🫶🏻
The greenhouse setting feels so alive, and the way these two navigate desire with such care is just gorgeous. Thank you for sharing.
Beautiful
Thank you so much ☺️😍
Wow Lovette, this actually left me breathless a couple of times! The way you describe everything, the setting, and especially how you describe her & how you so thoughtfully adjust things to her comfort, you really drew me in! ❤️
I thought this was the single cover to Michael and Janet Jackson's SCREAM.
I do not have the words to describe how truly enchanting this was to read. This was a reading experience I've never had before and it was beyond phenomenal.
This is arresting work. I actually chose to listen to the audio and then went back later and read it, an unusual choice for me. I generally prefer written work over audio but I decided to experience it with you reading it first instead. It's a slow burn but slow with purpose, not artificially dragged out like some things can be. The following passage is a great sample of that for me:
"I’m not a flirt. I’m a calibrator. I don’t initiate. I attune. Autistic, yes…but not in the way people expect. My intimacy is a slow, sacred filing system. I archive. I cross-reference. I match the angles of her stillness to the shadows on the stone floor. Touch overwhelms me. So I offer other things: timing, rhythm, care. It’s my way of asking: Are you safe?"
It's an absolutely sumptuous and descriptively rich depiction of a slowly building mating dance founded on safety, security, understanding and confirmation of intent and consent. Really great work. Thanks for trusting us with it.
This is beautiful. Brilliant and detailed and not at all jumbled or hurried. One doesn’t have to identify along the same lines to appreciate the telling and unfolding of a uniquely sensual and careful romantic encounter.
also do you have a favorite sapphic book or queer media you’re currently consuming? anything you reccommend?
I read a lot not media though but old school sapphic from pulp fiction to current. My list is long and library large. 🤭
lovette, as a queer gambian neurodivergent woman, i am in awe by all of your written media, but this one in particular 🧎🔥
you’re mind is incredible. i sometime think we don’t deserve access to such levels of brilliance. there’s truly no one doing it like you.
i have a long list of sapphic media j consume, but truthfully none of them have the level of depth as what ive just read. i will keep rereading this piece until its practically memorized— this is a work of art ✨
im a respectfully asking for more, name your price and i will pay how ever much to get a snippet of the lovette sapphic experience!
To be seen like this especially by someone who shares many of these intersections is no small thing. I’m writing at the pace I can, and more is coming. If the work moves you, subscribing or donating through the available links is a meaningful way to support it. Thank you for meeting it with care. 🩷✨
Oh I didn't know I needed to read this exact thing today but I'm so glad your writing found me. I am moved in how well you see and love others, and I am drawn in with your scene setting and storytelling. The way you write makes it hard to not fall in love with the people, the places, and the plants you describe, and so I give in to that love. I am not even half way through, and I am already so drawn in. It's not often I come across a voice that so closely mirrors my own, and to see it love someone else, gives me hope for my own writing. What's more, it brings me comfort to know there are other people who live and breathe and attune so intently to the gentle,subtle movements of how life moves. Reading this felt like a kiss, not with skin to skin touching but something deeper. Something I'm still trying to describe how it feels even in my own life. Thank you for sharing . I will be following and reading anything you write with fervor and delight.
Let me go cry now because wow. 🥹 I feel so seen.
To be read like this when I was a bit unsure in sharing and to have the care I pour into language reflected back with such intimacy is a rare and generous gift. I write slowly, with intention, hoping someone somewhere might feel a little less alone in how they love, sense, and notice.
To know that you felt drawn into the rhythm of it, without touch but through attunement that’s like….the highest compliment I could receive.
I see your voice, too. I trust it’s worth listening to. Thank you for meeting me here, with so much presence. 😭✨😭✨
Let's just, cry together at this point. I hope you know that you are changing lives simply existing as you do. I mean that, from the truest parts of my heart. Thank you, thank you, thank you .
The massive most consenting hug 🫂 here for you. Or a high five if you please 🙏🏾🩷✨
Hugs! Always hugs for me please! Please accept mine in return if that is what you wish! 🫂
Dude(gn) you are so cool!
Accepted and have a lovely night! 🫂✨🌺
"This piece touched me deeply and surprisingly. At the end, a deep exhale and tears came down remembering a touch, a longing that I've almost forgot how to savor. "
I shared this ⬆️ with a dear soul sister after reading your story....need to listen to it & see how it lands.
Lovette this was lovely.... I'm looking forward to the next installation.
The fact that it brought back a memory you’d almost forgotten how to savor… that’s the kind of intimacy I hope to hold space for.
Thank you for sharing it with your soul sister. That ripple means everything. I’m so grateful it found you and yes, the next one is already on its way. I wanted to see if this one would land well first 🙈