I indulged her with another kiss. The kind that falls from velvety lips with tongues that intertwine The ones that make her body shiver From her eyes that glaze and her breath that quivers Her dulcet plea to smell her scent To taste her flower ravenously...
She is a siren Her enchantingly hypnotic eyes were like a dreamy autumn kiss A dark seduction on my skin Igniting my ravenous passion The swell of her hips wrecks my being Her siren song…a wet dirty sex tale that lures my swollen appetite Seducing me into...
Strip my mind of traces of gray splash vivid hues where none existed I want to be lost to the divine in you feeling every inch overcome me let your dark edges brighten my own your wet lips cover me in passion’s garnet glaze ruin my rain clouds paint me pr...
I am His private dancer, I dance for Him I dance because I want to for I am beneath His spell We are leaving our world far behind and behind closed doors I dance my pulsating moves and tender teases We dance inside each other underneath the jaded moonligh...
She came to me a clandestine meeting Arranged in need, then claimed in the heat of the night There were whispers lost to temptation Ecstasy mingling in cords of love indenting the blissfulness of undeniable flaming desire Accepting your pleasure giving it...
I'll get what I came for I won't be swayed I'll take what's mine for I win every game It's not in my nature to accept defeat Knowing what I want You are my next treat ~ Your mind is what I crave the most It captivates my soul keeps me engrossed It's ok, b...
As he wakes, he sees his beautiful lover kneeling on the room floor for her morning meditation. He is in awe of the wonderful figure, her smooth skin, which is perfect for sensual caresses and her perfectly shaped breasts, which he likes to fondle at ever...
The best poetry is the written state of aroused beds. The scent of sexual memories makes butterflies bloom in women's minds. My poetry is just like her panties tight enough to cover the idea light enough to free the meaning A woman’s sensual imagination i...
Can you fall In love with someone From the mere sound of their voice? The words they write? the words they speak? The intelligence behind those words without having sight of them? Yet so deeply that you can see their face their smile More, much more, than...
I saw her again this very night Between the books written by moonlight. Her form, not perfect but original, like sin, Strewn on my bed with pearls entwined, With her parted red lips, like auroral bonfires. I see that space between her heart and mind For t...
"I adore you" The words were spokenheard and acceptedwith gratitude and delight Not always offered aloud in the pasteven when understood within the trust of a heart in need The adoration of a chorus of friends and lovers from lifethat passed sincerely rev...
Yelitza had a tiny beauty salon right by the water in the yacht marina. Her customers were a combination of shaggy-haired yachties who had been out in the sun too much and expats who lived in condos in this affluent part of the island. That included me, a...
Invalided from the army and the dry heat and horrors of Afghanistan, Dan Mason wondered how many times life was going to kick him in the teeth. First, Janet, his wife, he found had run off to Belgium with a rich businessman. Having to surrender the army h...
The soft pitter-patter of rain, accompanied by a steady, heavier plop-plop-plop outside, enshrouded the room in isolation. Outside, nature raged and stormed, as if to ward off its two children inside the sheltered space. The room, untroubled by intrusion,...
