poetry
The touch that soothes all pain is that of the comfort of seeing you againAnd when finally our eyes should meetwill you...
It’s easy in a crowd.Bodies are so close together.So many hands, and hips, and curves touching.And my hand fits so perfectly to...
Photo by Catherine Heath on Unsplash You and I will never be strangers to one another.The taste of you lingers in me; the taste of...
Yesterday I was born again. You see; He made love to my ear with his tongue. It was strange. A heady mix of noise and wetness;...
Gets me so high… Your pussy’s like a druggets me so highput my mouth on your sweet pussyand breathe in deeptastes so sweetI’m high...
WITH PATIENCE comes everything, Dear Asha,and a smooth, teasing grip with just enoughfriction to make me shiver in your grasp. It’s the torture...
Orgasm with the mind Silky sheets caress and blend with the heat of my skin.I lie still, arising heat. Breath slows down, yet deepens...
As I sip on a cup from a strong evening brew, I presume my laptop is lighting up my face, glowing...
Writing lines. Writing lines. Writing lines. . . . Lines enough until your tendons ache Until your throbbing muscles quake And your haughty brattiness starts to break...
Chris Barbalis on Unsplash I want your wildness rampaging inside me. Riding me fast then slow then fast again, pounding in furious pleasure against my...
