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 →

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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 →

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 →

Deeply Smouldering Vignette

(A reblog...but one of my favourites)   *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... Continue Reading →

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 →

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 →

Teardrop

I kiss this loneliness I feel, And wrap the wounds of Love Too Real, Place salve upon these cuts that Time is slicing from me verse by rhyme, This anxious weight upon my chest, I sing to it and let it rest. I close my teary eyes and see, Your Lonely Heart beats here with... Continue Reading →

Last night…

...we made love. Not sweet, innocent saccharin love. Not fake, meaningless empty love. Not the love that breaks the spirit and mind . Love that is Real. And True. Deep, hard, intense. Love that hurts so good, and aches with eternal need. Meaningful, purposeful, fateful, real. Urgent, slow, lustful. Love. You held me so close.... Continue Reading →

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 →

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