May I…?

I was always taught to be polite. "Pleases" and "thank yous" placed just right. Know when to say "can I?" And when it should be, "May I". And so I had a thought...after all these pleasantries were taught... May I just fall in love with you a little bit more? I was just wondering if... Continue Reading →

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Kiss me

Come here and slowly place your lips upon that breath that I let escape my sanity but wait a moment and tease me a little with lips stroking my own with ease and meant to bes and maybe if you'll let me bite with slight greed your tongue that hangs upon my every word is... Continue Reading →

Tell me

What do you feel when I touch you this way? When I fill up your nights as dreams pull you away Do you love me and need me and crave for my kiss? Do you rage at the bitter unfairness of this? And what do you feel when I say I love you Does your... Continue Reading →

Deeply Smouldering Vignette

(Another reblog for today...but one of my favourites. Most of you will have read it before.  This one makes me smile the most of all my naughty little vignettes. Enjoy ♥) *EXPLICIT*   The streets and pavements are still glistening and moist from the rain that has fallen and now the evening is wet with... Continue Reading →

How do I Want

You know how I love You've tasted my words of purest love for you from softest, trembling beginnings to this moment where I am deeply lost in love and you've read between the lines and even held my hand to guide my pen but under the covers is the place I keep warm for you...... Continue Reading →

Naughty Little…Smouldering Vignette

Last reblog of the week for me. Back to normal as of tomorrow. Most of you have read this before but this one of my absolute favourites of my ....naughty writes. Fiery ❤️   *EXPLICIT*   She wears a tight, black dress. Strapless- revealing her ivory shoulders and delicious neckline. Short. It clings to her... Continue Reading →

Would you

Would you buy me flowers if you saw my smile fading over my morning coffee? I think you would Would you comfort me when my self battles with my self in wars wherein I've never managed to be victorious? Perhaps you have the touch I need. Would you place a gift of uplifted joy in... Continue Reading →

His…toy

Roses are red, Violets are blue. Wanna come play? I'm made just for you.   (Couldn't resist. Now for the real poem...)     He knows very well what kind of toy I am for him So I say... Why don't you unwrap me, and let's play Or maybe just sway to this music a soundtrack... Continue Reading →

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