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Taking What I Want

Sometimes you just have too

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...

The Joy of Poetry

Things I have learned this year through poetry

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...

Thoughts & Questions

How do you fall in love if you can’t touch someone ?

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...

Loving Yelitza

It's carnival time in the tropics.

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...

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Ode to a Muse

For all the women who have inspired me to write. This is my thanks.

At first, there was darkness. The kind of darkness that is absolute and oppressing, forbidding of contrast and all the more empty for it. In this darkness, layed a lump, oblivious and indifferent to its surroundings. A single ray of light pierced the dark...

Blonde On Blue

Two colours,nothing more, and yet they invoke a world of beauty.

Out of the fields of night,A flower; fragrant, fair and newEmerges in the mystic lightTo blossom blonde on blue.Beneath her eyelids darkness dwells,A restless darkness, deeply warm.Whispering words of love it tellsOf passion's all consuming storm.The sun,...

Some Questions of History

A sonnet in adoration...

If ancient bards had sung your praise,Would Trojan Helen be divine?Had Shakespeare put you in his plays,Would his fair Juliet so shine?If history had known your name,What queen, what empress would not pale,By you outshone in face and fame,What haughty bea...

Grimm

Like love, only scarier . . . kind of . . .

I see your eyes avertAs I cross your pathInside it makes me smileI know you had it plannedYour feelings are so strong for meYou cannot stay awayBut you’re so shyAs you pass byYou dare not speak my nameEach day you’re thereAnd so am II know you have it tim...

Beautiful Butts of the Princesses of Layland

He was a peculiar magnate with wealth to afford the fetishes he loved the most.

There were three things that set Bryan apart from other well-liked and decent young men who populated the two-year old Principality of Layland.  The most noticeable was his great wealth. He had become a billionaire a few times over and it happened nearly...

His love rescued me, From a life of emptiness, A thought of resignation, To my married fate. His love is gentle with me, It learns my weaknesses, And builds them up, Opening my eyes to his world. His love is patient with me, Arms steady as I doubt, Standi...