Touching my… Smouldering Vignette

*EXPLICIT* .......................………………   The room is dark. It's some hour close to dawn. The only light is from the phone still playing their favourite songs quietly, oblivious to what she is silently, warmly contemplating. White sheets twisted and in delicious disarray from the night that just passed. She is cradled within these remnants of lustful... Continue Reading →

Advertisements

Aching, Smouldering Vignette

It's late. Far too late to be awake let alone nursing a cup of coffee that went cold hours ago The living room is dark, only the light of the TV flickering, and some inane advert playing quietly and proclaiming that this contraption will tone  your buns and your thighs. Wow, she thinks. Fascinating. Snowing... Continue Reading →

Deeply Smouldering Vignette

*EXPLICIT*   The streets and pavements are still glistening and moist from the rain that has fallen and now the evening is wet with anticipation for more inevitable downpour. Street lights reflected there, the two crossing the road hand in hand are oblivious to any of the elements or concrete beholdings before them They see... Continue Reading →

Smouldering Vignette

She sits by the window looking down at the midnight street.  A glass of wine in hand, not having any attention paid to it by her, it idly sits in her hand as she is distracted by the moonlight and streetlight and night sounds of this city she doesn't know at all.  She sighs. The... Continue Reading →

Floods

Eyes drowning in the thoughts that pour out tears from the fractured beats that my heart makes as my mind checks on its beating companion and the butterflies in my stomach join my sense in a flutter of wings floating on a whim and a scent of love that never quite reaches the mind's spot... Continue Reading →

Sonorous Seduction

The hotel room is dark and warm. Moon light sneaks in beyond midnight to illuminate the outline of the room, barely...you make no move to switch on the light as you guide me through the doorway and close the door as I lean against it, your arm locking me in this prison of your eyes,... Continue Reading →

Deep Breaths

I feel the need To slow my pulse To stop this beating heart. As stars pulsate above our heads And bodies are apart. I need this aching pain to stop Or maybe there, I lied. I want this pain to drown me, give me Love I've been denied.     I feel the need to... Continue Reading →

Yes

And so a cliche I've become, or something like a whoresome nun , and thoughts of us are wholesome none, they blaze above and slice the sun which tears to pieces one by one, my doorways that my demons shun. And memorable I try to be, before the deluge swallows me, of moaning lips both... Continue Reading →

Create a free website or blog at WordPress.com.

Up ↑