I promise you that I'm still here, not just the vague iris of a memory, the superimposition of the impossible or a dream that cannot be touched or changed, led back to get bliss featherweight against your skin as softly and warmly as the very first time y...
We knew it would come to this, blood and iron over the heart. It was to remember my father's face, to never forget my mother's tears, the crimes they committed in secret to make sure that I arrived exactly here At the precipice of all that's ever been, of...
I can't explain the electricity animating between two lovers. I do know the way snow hushed over our skins, her lips and heat so close to mine, moonlight aglow through her hair, always a different color, always the bursting luminescence of what makes her...
The moonlight was fluent against her skin, almost too ghostly when alone yet a fluid silver when finally enjoined, the space between soft fingertips and her face seemed to be forever. It still hurt to touch her, which should've made sense because all know...
And there she was through the night glades glistening after rain as if she heard me say her name here in the near dark outside, always here because the house holds too many ghosts, too many phantom pains I don't know how to speak of. But she looked like s...
My tongue encircles the hard bud of a nipple, feels her heartbeat in the other. Always sensing. Weighing, kneading, and massaging the world in my hands. The most beautiful ephemeral pulse. Her lips seem to flutter and bloom when I trespass further with ev...
You have to know I'm going to leave you one day. It might be somewhere in night snowfall where the quiet hush resembles the earth breathing softly like when you would keep me for so long inside, one final clasp of velvet fire as if to let me know a part o...
It should've really been here to Share this night fever with. Maybe her skin was too familiar, Maybe she reminded me too much Of where I come from. There was another time, another place, Always with the same music playing, Singing like a siren call to the...
My fingers slide into her as the killer approaches a blissfully unaware couple, music swelling. Her legs part, allowing me further into this molten tight core. Her eyes never leave the screen as I slowly pump, thumb against the swollen nub of her clit, th...
I don't want you to let me dream of you where blood beats in perfect pitch and drawn breath releases upon your skin as the heated wind of a gathering storm too close to home where I know you'll need so much more. You'll tell yourself it's for the best, th...
I never knew you here beforebut you still feel like home. You felt it in your bones before hands gently cupped my facelike a flame that would go outfrom the faintest push of air,the faintest forgotten season. Gold flickering against deep green,you pulled...
It's the after time that means so much,after the body whispers to be taken,leaving little kisses along her neck, the sweetest signature I can givewhile fingertips tangle deep in locks;her hair is the night loomed togetherfrom all things dark and beautiful...
A quick brush of the hand as she grabs the video tapes and smiles dark eyes glittering against the store's florescent lights from the spark of quick contact. A phone number on the counter to call later tonight. I've talked to her almost every day but fina...
They'd leave his body behind soon. She snuck into his lone wagon to place a cold cloth upon his head. They whispered things they could never tell another soul. Soon enough, he took his final breath, a soft silent gasp. She placed a single kiss on his for...
"Who is she?" he asked, admiring the gunslinger's iron. The carving took him months. Its ivory grip was adorned with a woman's likeness engraved on both sides. Careful etchings captured her dark hair and eyes, beautiful face almost smiling, forever frozen...
