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Midnight Verses

Magical mysteries at times, simply have to be accepted

Slipping into the midnight of our verses My muse pours out her soul she begs me to devour her as she offers herself before me Our love language spoken through guttural sounds craving adventure She is free to cross my boundaries and savor my heart in fligh...

Skye

The spark that ignites renewal and restoration is often found in the unlikeliest of places.

The hospital room seems cold to Ella's face and toes. She's not exactly cozy in the bed, but at least she seems to have an extra blanket now that's keeping her core sufficiently warm. She sways her head to the left as her eyes flutter open again – is this...

“Are you coming,” she said, with that look in her eye, That bewitching look that could melt the coldest heart, And in that instant I became her willing slave Forever condemned to do her every bidding.   “Are you coming,” she said, with a tilt of her head...

Mirella's Art

Beauty and passion go hand in hand. Nowhere more so than in Mirella's art.

In vain I search for words enough To praise what I have seen; Your monuments of line and tone Standing grandly in between A past resonant with glories And a future yours to form From the tempest of your passions; Your art's life giving storm. As locks of...

Gabriel

Who is he, and what does he want?

He was the most beautiful man I had ever seen. Don't get me wrong, he was not one of those androgynous men, those who look like little boys or those who you cannot tell if they are a boy or a woman. No, he was fully male, but with the looks of an angel. H...

Samhain

Please see Authors note at the end of the story

Chapter 1 Tendrils of mist slipped silently over the ancient stones that stood sentinel-like before her. As the blanket of stars that enveloped the world she knew showered down their crystal light tiny silicates glinted and glistened in the hard grey ston...

Ode to Night

A poem inspired by making love under the moon and stars.

  Unfathomed night; thou conduit of dreams, Veiled sister of the lucid day, For thee I long, for thee I wait And for thy favour pray! Come and spread thy silken cloak upon me, No other raiment will I wear But thy ethereal garment Of darkness and sweet air...

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