I find myself standing on a wooden dock white washed by the sun watching the yacht pull away. Behind me, beyond the oddly perfect, barren stretch of white-sugar sand, lays a complex of equally white buildings with Mahogany roofs under green fronds of palm trees. A week, I think to myself. I have a week here. I look back out to the boat, the dash of white against the impossibly azure sea, and watch it speed away. "Welcome...

Through this, our Grand Adventure You were there. And, amazingly, you still are Steadfast in the belief that We’re going to make it. I won’t say that it’s been easy. Easy is a word we scoffed at Right from the beginning. There was the time when things were said, and not said and said with too many words by too many people.  But in the end, those same people now look forward to just listening. There was the time when we th...

I miss you.You left, as you should, with every right and every reason. And asked me to find my answers. I expected the pain, but not the loneliness.This time, it made sense, and it feels right. Except...I wish that it had ended differently somehowI wish that it would hurt my heart less somehowI wish that it would all make more sense somehow. Every time I remember your butterfly kissesEvery time I remember our whispered co...

A Shy "Hello..."A sideways glanceA gentle smile … And it all begins … A lingering touchA knowing lookA soft kiss A soft caressA warm embraceA passionate kiss Quick tongueUrgent handsFeverish kisses Wet with desireHard with desireMoans of desire Tumble in to bedStruggle with the clothesAching to be skin against skin A kissA kissA kiss Your teeth raking my skinMy back arching in response You caress me roughlyMy arms grasp y...

I miss you. You left, with almost no reasons and no explanations, and expected my life to revolve as it once did. The pain was expected, as was the emptiness.It would almost have made sense, and almost felt right,except…This wasn’t supposed to end like this. This wasn’t supposed to hurt so deep. This wasn’t supposed to pull at my heart every time I think of you. Every time I hear your music,Every time I see my empty scree...

The Road is uncertain ahead, but I have no fear. Moonlight guided my every step, setting the dark cobblestones aglow. I move forward and the doubt from my soul eases. For far too long now, I shielded myself from the worldStemming from the insecurity that, once upon a time, defined me –My heart is scarred, my soul, while not broken, heaves with weight. I thought I knew what I was and who I was to become.I thought that my l...

Spring in New Orleans. The nighttime air is still crisp but warm compared to my hometown in the North. I revelled in the warm Mississippi breeze, letting it kiss my skin and breathing it all in. Pushing my way through the drunken debauchery on Bourbon Street, I turned down Ursulines Ave, past the infamous convent and took a left at Decatur Street. I entered the restaurant alone. It was late, much later than most people wo...

I look at my watch. 6:38am. “Fuck,” I muttered to myself, “another all-nighter.” My schedule has never been what you call normal. My workshop is at home, in my basement - and I find the stillness of the night calming. I work easier when there are no phone calls to make, no e-mails to answer to right away, no distractions - just my music, my work and me. Silver-smithing can be a quiet meditation; it can also be a pain in t...

The sun is raising - starry night morphing into a multi-coloured dawn. In the stillness of the early morning, I watch you sleep, tangled in my crisp white sheets.Your body glows with a deep remembrance of the night before as I see the curves of your body in the diffused light for the first time. I am mesmerized – the newness, freshness of it all – the sight of you in my bed, the smell of your musk mingling with mine, the...

- with the deepest respect to Nigella - I giggled as I squirmed out from underneath his arms and tumbled out of bed. He caught me around my waist just as I was standing up and pulled me back into bed with him. I pressed the full length of my body against him, luxuriating in his warmth and against his once-again hardening cock. I sighed and contemplated not going anywhere, but rather cuddle up, nibbling his ear and whisper...

The single candle I hold casts a soft, golden glow about the room. You see me walk towards you, clad in silk and lace. With a smile, I raise the candle to my lips, purse my lips and…Darkness. Perfect, velvet darkness.You smell my perfume, dark and feminine. You taste my lips on yoursYou hear my breath softly whispering against your skin. You feel me press my body to against you.The inky darkness is the great equalizer, it...

for L Life has been unkind - yet you still standthrough unimaginable griefthrough shattered livesthrough a plague on your blood. through a mind being lost. You still stood with the unyielding weight on your shoulders alone. Then, unsurprisingly, your love finally admitting it never wasA love that was never built on trust, or compromisebut rather solely on the fear of being alone. You, who found strength through it all, st...

She sits at the smoky bar alone by choice. The neon Bud sign casts a blue glow on her face. Her shoulders straight, her elbows slung casually across the back of the barstool. Jack on the Rocks, Red Sox on the TV. She isn’t worried about her makeup, because she now knows her smile can startle from across the room. She isn’t worried about her hair, because she now knows the cascading waves invites to be touched. She isn’t w...

I submit. I kneel, with my head bowed. My throat, my back, my breast aching for your ministrations. My mind and body yours to command. I submit. I exist now only for you. Your eyes, your mouth, your cock. Your filthy mind and your quick hands, your whispered promises and your moans of desire. I submit. Silk over the eyes. Hands leather bound, cold metal collar snaps shut. I hear you sigh at the sight. Your creature, perfe...

God, I want him. I want him so badly my nipples were hard even before I even left my apartment. Up the elevator to his office in one of the glass towers downtown. Short skirt, spiky heels, garter belt - the outfit was his call. ***** We had met on one of those dating websites another lifetime ago. I was new in town, young and starry-eyed. He was more established, older, ambitious and an idealist. I was hopelessly hooked....