(Tap, tap, tap...)I'm here.I waited for a moment.Then my phone buzzed.So am I, meet you at the front.My heart raced as I read the words from the text. The screen of my cell phone closed. I put it in my purse and got out of my white Pontiac.The summer's night was suspiciously cooler than usual. The wind blew leaves and shook the trees. The full moon was bright and high above in the cloudless star-covered sky. I paced throu...

Amorous woman, Breasts perfect as the summer night Clothes scattered around the room Drinking champagne from your skin Eyes glazed with passion Fingers wafting across your body Gazing into each other’s eyes Holding each other close Indulging in our love Just being us Kissing each other’s skin Life seems to halt Moving in rhythm Needing each other more than life itself. Only you can fulfill me Please, Quiet the noise withi...

Quick predator, rendered still and quiet By the tenderness of night, and dripping Of love alight. Stinging of fresh venom, Voices whispering in cold breath sigh it Like willows drifting, like nettles whipping Under midnight blue storm clouds of denim. Restless, thirsty, brave, and hungry for sex; Fearsome, strong and courageous, carrying The pennant. Somnambulist, tarrying Over pennies, lovers, time, and apex, Red widow,...

At this point in my life, I've been living for the weekends. Friday night came quickly and I was excited to finally get some rest. Some time after 11 PM, I managed to escape from work and drive my twenty minutes home. Luckily, I don't have any pets or people living with me, because my schedule could recklessly vary day to day. I live in a good sized house in the suburbs, quiet and with space. While it sometimes becomes lo...

It was late at night. Very late! She and Tom were walking home after a great night of drinking and dancing in town. Giggling they made their way up Frankton Street up towards the overbridge. The night around them was quiet, most people were sound asleep, but as they reached the overbridge she could see the lights of cars rushing past beneath it. It was surprising the number of cars considering the time, but this was a big...

Our night is about to end,As we head home holding hands. We enjoyed our dinner date, The night was just grand. We finally arrive home, I kiss my Love with glee. We wait for the elevator, To bring us to 3C. The elevator opens and, We cautiously step in. The door shuts behind us, I look at you and grin. Up and up we go, We are homeward bound. Our thoughts are the same, Even though we don't make a sound. The elevator slows,...

I’d gone skiing in New Zealand in what was our usual summer, and found myself in Queenstown in mid-July. It was a crazy town, full of young and old enjoying the winter sports season, and some of the thrill seekers who enjoyed the bungee jumping and white river rafting, and much more. I was with my girl-friend, Maggie, a long standing relationship for me of nearly 2 years. She was an experienced skier, having been to many...

My appetite was incredible. It had been in days and only then did I realize just how murderous I felt inside, more than ready to submit to my cravings, to release the beast within. When had I last fed? Four days? Or was it six? And why hadn't I? Was it caution? Fear? Sheer repulsion? I can answer yes to all three, but I'd be lying to you. Let's just say, I was saving myself, starving myself to be exact, for a wondrous mea...

Monday, 7.40pm I’m well into getting ready. I’ve just showered again, this time without company and without the audience. Even the two chairs the men were sitting on this morning weren’t there. I’m starting to wonder if it was all a dream. I’d ask my room-mate, but she’s just so damn unapproachable. She pretty much acts like I don’t exist. Fine, Petra, I’ll do the same to you then. She stalks out of the room in her towel....

Piano Blues (A love story) (If you don’t know Pintop’s Boogie Woogie, by Clarence "Pinetop" Smith, have a listen. The references in this will be clear. This is Part 1 of a love story.) 88 keys, Black and white, Unlike life, Blur the two. The blues are beautiful, A girl dances, And an empty bottle spins. She sways in her gold dress, Caress the notes, Everyone is happy, Forget now, forget then, Why do I cry? A major chord,...