The orange sun was dipping behind the distant hills, its remaining light shimmering across the still pond. Yesh and Shalay knelt in the soft grass at the edge of the woods, facing the water. Yesh pushed her round, muscular haunches against Shalay's persis...
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Web of silken threadsWeaves the moon from starry-splendouredElysium where traverseTranscendent breaths of gods and men.Lift and soar the spirits calling,And brin...
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.We sink into the shifting sand as the waves rush over our bare feet,Scattering fat, salty drops that rainbow sparkle under the sun,Rushing up our legs and grabbi...
