You Make Me Spill My Ink

Say too much? I prob'ly do Or not enough? I do that too. Too many Love Yous? That's my way. Still though, I stifle what I say.  Floodgates open, out they pour My words t'wards you They've stained the floor You think you know?  My Love...you don't Reveal My All right now? I won't... My... Continue Reading →

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Naughty Little…Smouldering Vignette

*EXPLICIT*   She wears a tight, black dress. Strapless- revealing her ivory shoulders and delicious neckline. Short. It clings to her like a lover and she wears it like a post coital glow. Black, sheer stockings. Heels, naturally. Of course...no underwear. None. Her hair is loose and wild as always. Why try to tame the... Continue Reading →

Hourglass

The sands of my hourglass of love seem to fall, more swiftly than minutes or seconds they call, Towards this Half Heart as it pauses 'tween beats. It resides in my breast as my sense it defeats. And while I forbid Time from stealing you away, I'll need you forever... Not just for today.

Waiting for this…

Only the moon and stars and you and I exist. In a moment where the air is life and yet the seconds suffocate me.   From here I see your eyes, they sweetly stab my soul as it bleeds its life force onto eternity. Your breath in slow inhalations, exhalations burns the scars on my... Continue Reading →

I Need…

To wake in your arms, and not in my tears Sense as you whisper away all my fears Someone to take me, and take me you must, As your love slays my demons and turns them to dust. Soft urgent kisses, that promise your heart Touches that soothe me, not rip me apart. A voice... Continue Reading →

Scarlet and the Devil

Allow me to explain a little. This post/short story in two parts is something I wrote over a year and a  half ago. I first posted it on my previous blog. Yes I had a previous blog. Some of you know about it, a lot of you don't. No need to dwell on that dark... Continue Reading →

What am I…

...a silent secret kept locked within a palm of softest, forceful need. A smiling, adoring kiss of life replaying a death of nearest encounter. A fantasy of lyrical ballads recited under a tree pregnant with pauses of fruit plump and positioned to plummet to the earth peeling away a layer of preponderance revealing fleshy morsels... Continue Reading →

Smouldering, Breathless Vignette

She is naked. But warm. The room is so, so very warm. Her skin is glistening. Her breath coming in short, gasping bursts. A smile in the darkness. She can barely see his face but he is definitely smiling. Of course he is. But her back is a little...cold. Pinned against the wall, his hand... Continue Reading →

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