I know it’s wrong now, yet I can’t help but fantasize About you, Kissing away my tears, Touching me with your gaze, Digging into me Finding me through the haze, Holding me close enough To absorb my passion, Needing me so desperately You cling to me and… I know it isn’t right to But I … More Disjointed (Desperate) Dreams
“I’m going to see where it goes” His olive skin Looked molten Stretching across His Tapering Ridges, And I will never forget the way his warmth ignited fire inside of me… And I will always regret trying to escape my fear of a searing reality… That my heart was dangerously close to opening. But I took … More Shielded Passion (Regret)
There were so many songs That would remind me of you, And I never said a thing Because how was I to know That this feeling I felt was true. I’ve been running from love Because my mind reminds me That it hurts… Yet I felt comfort in your arms And the heat you permeated … More For Not Telling You Sooner.
No one will love you Like I did those nights When there was nothing between us But shadows and light When you needed affection Comfort and warmth When you thirsted for recognition Without your mother’s scorn When you told me your secrets With such hesitance and fear That I may look at you differently Cease … More Like I Once Had
Heat my skin with your breath Until I drip like hot honey, Take my body to trembling heights To places only you can take me. Lick away my inhibitions Baptize me in our liquid lust, Drive me to blinding pleasure So my moans fill the space between us. Leave your marks all over me With … More Me
Hi friends! So, I’ve written a new erotic short story and posted it on my romantic/erotic blog (see below). Also, I’m considering adding everything to one blog, erotic and non-erotic writings. What do you guys think? I’d love to hear your thoughts on this! 🙂
Sometimes, In the blink of an eye, The heavy rain can become A refreshing shower, And the grey clouds can start to look White, And suddenly you might see yourself For what you really are; A kaleidoscope of dreams, Second-hand hope Bruises and scrapes, Smiles and salty tears Sepia tone memories And forgetfulness, Impatience … More Who You Really Are (a Stream of Consciousness)
I remember the way the setting sun Illuminated the green of your eyes, When your tears stained my cheeks When we promised it wasn’t good bye. I miss you in the mornings When slumber paralyzes my limbs When I awake from dreams and memories Of what could have been. I think of you in the … More A Mutual Break-Up
Doubt is the fog we Unavoidably choke on when We follow our dreams.