Bollocks Stories

Precious treasure rolling around, Dipping in darkness, this Wet, wanting hole where Sweet saliva glistens bright And lips enfold the weight of pearls Not yet bestowed Upon her face Or sprayed in ropes Upon bare breasts, Full splendour graced.   Subjection, this danger, Her appetites bound To her master, his will is Submerged in her soul, in her mouth As her ragged breaths grasp Where she suckles on jewels of His plunging...

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Web of silken threadsWeaves the moon from starry-splendouredElysium where traverseTranscendent breaths of gods and men.Lift and soar the spirits calling,And bring joy to rest upon the skiesOf setting sun and apricot moon,Where tenures of angelsBecome treasures transcendingImmortal and fleeting glances of shadowsIn loneliness.Lie...

To you my beloved,I once wrote a poem,"The Way You Make Me Feel"Well looking back now,I guess I was a fool,To ever believe that you loved me.You pulled me along,You strung me a tale,Spun me a web of lies,Told me how much you loved me,When all along it was never me,That really tickled your fancy.I knew the distance was great,You sped up my heart rate,But now you just make me irate.Why lead me on,Whilst I sit singing songs,...