Kieren thought it self-sacrificing that Iona alone brought in the water for his bath. At first he wondered if she was moved by some form of guilt. But when Iona learned that the young girl that usually filled the tub told stories of him being naked, she d...
Iona honestly felt that she had done nothing wrong. Regardless, she did feel a tremendous amount of guilt eating away at her. Not only had she seen this man of darkness a total of three times now, she also was relieved that he had managed to not lose his...
Perhaps this is where I should begin, with public moments—intense, intimate and sometimes discreet. It matters not who is present or how many surround us. This is the story of us and why I am his... My husband does what I call “flexing”. He laughs when I...
If the heat that consumed them was from fire, then it could be said that what covering she did wear merely disintegrated from the intensity. Kieren needed skin. He needed to feel Iona as close to him as possible. He needed the warmth that only Iona coul...
Because after a whileThere are no wordsNothing that has not already been saidIn every octaveWith every toneFast and spelled out for youS L O W L YWe have been soft with one anotherDesperate in our love makingI have taken your handYou have taken mineWe hav...
What you should fearIs Passion's voice When it callsLow and subtleBecause when she speaksIt feels like the windAgainst your skinRight before it sweeps upward And whispers in the leaves of treesIt is your new name you hearWhat you will now call yourselfTha...
I envy the typeWomen who ebb with the flowBalanced in their temperamentsAnd passionsThey are pastels of pinkness Their darkness is a shade of blueTheir voices fall gently on the earEven at a high pitch They merely alarmTheir coldness is frostyTheir fire T...
I want to un-fuck youTo un-see youWith my heart's eyeI want to not walk into a roomAnd search for youI want to be able to breatheEven if you don't notice meWith consciousness or prideWhen night comesI want to sleepWith my eyes closedDreaming of nothing th...
For just a guy with rope...Lost in delusionsI once assumed A certainty of selfThis is where I beginThis is where I endThis is where I standWho I amNow with My feet tucked beneath meRelieved of the weightOf my own beingOn my knees before youHands folded Fr...
I wrote you once When we were newWhile my body still trembledFrom the first feel of youYour essence And mineStill creepingDown my inner thighA short letter Of words meant to explainWhat I could not The weaknesses you createdImmortalizedBy the stain of blu...
Your kind of love snaps The back like Whiplash claiming All of my attentions but Returns none with A quickness that is Slow in purpose and Easily teases with its torments repeatedly Placed on random parts of My skin already Hot and bothered I Cannot seem...
Just above the surface of my skinIs where your touch Begins Like a mist that crawls across overheated earth In the coolness of the morning airYou feel the heat within meRiseAgainst your palmsStirring early sounds You smileI sigh Fine hairs standReaching F...
Jessica’s perfect form hung just inches from the floor at the slightest of angles, facing the skylight of his loft. Her back was gracefully arched, arms drawn back and down. Her inner wrists were joined behind her, two fists kissing each other, thumb lyin...
it’s not easy being a girl/sometimes/cause you were born in a world that thinks you are second/when you can hear your own heart beat/when you have danced in the womb/when you have your own rhythm/you cry out at birth/your lungs fill with your own power/th...
I never told you I was beautiful; I said no such thing. I simply smiled one day, Said hello. At that moment, The wind caught in my hair, Whipped ‘round me ‘till I landed in the right spot. Its power lifted my hem. I grinned with a thought; You grinned in...
