~ A Glow Lights The Heart At first in time, there is no glow The seed of lust has yet to grow. There’s no burn, the heart is calm, Thought and reason are the balm. And as the first connection forms, Reason reigns with all the norms. Then mind meets mind,...
Words that I know do more than just excite you For in the blink of an eye and a flash of inspiration they make all her clothes disappear You don't even care as my teeth leave there mark My hands captivated her and had touched so many places both to soothe...
He wore only denim cutoffs and work boots, his powerful body slick with sweat; his shirt hung on the gate as he worked in my garden, oblivious to me watching from above. My mind on a flight of fantasy, touching myself, I was shocked when I opened my eyes...
He carefully unwrapped me like a precious treasure. “We’re spending the day naked.” He understood my confidence needed building. Sensual touches followed curious explorations. I stroked a cock for the first time. Learned balls need a gentler squeeze. Rela...
He opened my thighs as if it were the holy book. Kneeling down in grace to whisper a prayer in the language of his tongue. With kisses sweet as sacramental wine, he traveled down my body. Tasting the rose wet with sacred holy water. His hands calloused, m...
At around 7 p.m., Maria opened the French windows, hoping to let the sea breeze into her room. The night was cool and clear but so calm that she could clearly hear the gentle whoosh and splash of the waves on the beach a couple of blocks away. What she di...
Did you know the right person will settle softly into your heart like they’ve been there all along? I want to know what it feels like for you to melt into my arms and feel the whisper of your kiss upon my skin. Dreaming of you your lingering touch The way...
She said “Your words are like a gentle caress to my soul For your words have the power to undress my being temper my pride visit me in dreams to make love to my mind I wonder do you ever catch the subtle dance of my lingering gaze silently revealing the d...
I write in traces of moonlight, sharing my words in poetic whispers to an audience of stars attending to a midnight blue sky I write with traces of stardust in my eyes When the moon is full and the northern lights dance and swirl my heart shimmers for I k...
Gavin waited at his desk, eyes focused on the elevator doors and watched Tess step out. His heart jumped at the sight of her, and a rush of blood surged down between his legs while his stomach flipped and flopped. The red dress clung to her curves, the th...
Wendy perched on the window seat as she looked out through the round bedroom window. Like most days since turning sixteen, she was grumpy, but today she was also annoyed, having just been grounded by her mother. “Grounded,” she muttered to herself. “I am...
So many possibilities as the night is ours. Would this page be one of lust, or one of deepest love? For our relationship, is an anthology of excitement and anticipation. Sometimes we create new poetry as our souls dance. Yet on others, she finds pleasure,...
Satin serpent-tongue smudges Creamed along the top of my lip Her burning hot breath drawn deep Caresses this woman’s moist remnants Her lower lip deliciously drawn alongside mine Indulged, I postulate the prudent prodding Sublimely imbibing her inside Our...
This story takes place in between my two marriages, so around 1985 - a time in my life when I was going a bit crazy, chasing every piece of skirt that so much as smiled at me. My excuse is that I was trying to nullify the pain from my marriage breakup. Mo...
Nearing the pinnacle of sybaritic pleasure Their limbs moved in a mounting crescendo of craving For the final eruption of physical delight, Every nerve inflamed with hedonistic impulsion, Writhing and moaning in ultimate abandonment, Fucking and thrusting...
