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eternal love

I watched as she slept. The love of my life, My beautiful princess, The sweetest thing I have.   I found her by accident She stood there wet and alone The rain trickling across her skin It looked as if she were melting chocolate.   We connected that day Our love soon blossomed In a few short weeks, I professed my love She returned it with the profession of hers   We soon became one Both in body and soul I showed her my he...

White Rose

Waiting for you on Fiddler's Green

Laying Alone Tick Tock Small hand on Three Time killing me Slowly Draining me Life force  Weaked Leaving me Heart On fire Turning to golden ash Why Why Soul beckoning Come Come Time Time to go Journey  To the light Never Never Look back Your princess Your White Rose Waits Waits For you On Fiddlers Green Sweet lass Flowing scarlett Curls Emerald eyes Soft Filled with love Yours Our Love  Memories Memories  Eternal Lovers T...

I look on you as a distant emberA flicker of light spiralling in the airUntouchable and unreachableI let my fingers reach out to grasp youYet when I touch, you are no longer there.To touch you, would be to extinguish youYet I want you to know how I feelTo accept your love and hold it up highLighting the way through the darkest of stormsUntil we reach our peace, in togetherness.You are so beautiful in all that you doYou ep...

Concubine, a story of a submissive husband, his dominant wife and her wealthy lover

His wife was another man's concubine. He just wanted to continue to be her servant

My entire body tingled with excitement as I nestled myself between my wife's legs. My face was inches from her smoothly shaved cunt. I took a moment to study her. This was something I always did. Jennifer didn't mind, in fact she found it both arousing and amusing that merely be allowed to look at her sex was such an intoxicating thrill for me. My wife loved me, so she always granted me this simple pleasure. The lips of J...

Anonymous

When I Was Young

A love which cannot age...

When I was young, I dreamed (I dreamed) Of kissing (and kissing) ‘Till night were through, And you were my vision, Yes, you were my vision Draped in love, Caressingly blue. Now, I am not young And I am not old, I believe, I believe (I believe) in you, And my dreams are of loving, My dreams are of loving, Under the vast red sky with you. And when I am old, I shall still dream Yes, I shall (still dream) ‘Till dreaming is th...

Anonymous

This Boy and this Girl

A hot summer romance, forever...

This boy and this girl Walk along this leaf filled street (arm in arm) High on love and life and laughter, High on together, Young and carefree, In the heat of a summer night. And she is beautiful And he is handsome, In suit and tie, And her in a pretty summer dress, And that was us, So many years ago. The green leaves have dried and turned golden (and fallen) So many times since then, Yet still, here we are, Hand in hand...

A million butterflies flap their wings,A million wasps bare their stings. In the dead of night, heart exploding,Your voice a whisper – dreams encoding. I hear your voice, ‘tho’ ‘tis not there,I know you died – it was not fair. To this empty bed, I’m resigned,Soothing sounds – you’re in my mind. My breathing now becomes erratic,You’re in my arms and I’m ecstatic. Only now, in the dead of night,Do we share this love, having...

Zombie Cataclysm - The Last 24 Hours of Her Life Pt. 1

She knows the end of the world has come, but there’s one more thing she has to do …

Fresh off a plane from DC, Ember Burton was tired. The dark, narrow country roads would’ve felt like they were winding on forever to someone that wasn’t familiar with the area. But to her, she had driven the route a thousand times. The return home was a stark transition in scenery for Ember from that which she had been living. A twelve-week internship in DC had provided her with an environmental stimulus like nothing she...

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2005It was a hot, gritty night. The kind you experience only on the high desert. The long, flat highway rolled-out ahead as would a path through a mountain meadow. Except that here the peaks were rising towers of mist, the valley, sand, wind-blown off the desert floor across which the blue/gray Navy hearse was forced to crawl at snail-speed. A cloud enshrouded full moon did little to help either, unless you’re one of thos...