Two fairest, two perfect creatures, two faeries are taken taken with each other, they are delight and wine. Holding, handling, caressing full hips, and writhing in blood red tulips. A scattering of light halts their climb with the shattering of dawn. The day passes fiercely, ferociously, even, but the fire below is not extinguished. Their desires cannot be satisfied so easily... Two fairest, two perfect creatures, two fae...

A dark and rainy night. Roaring thunder. Even though nature's outburst of rage had caused a blackout, more guests than usual had found their way into big ol' Tom's tavern. Some of them for shelter from the pouring rain. The vast majority, however, for a good evening filled with stories being told at the bar in the midst of the dim flickering light of the many lit candles, for the tavern was also known as 'The Place Where...

I am a lesbian. That's something I decided when I was 16, when I lost my virginity to my best friend. I had dabbled a bit with men, but decided that I didn't like sex with them very much. Most of them finished too quickly, for one thing, and most of them weren't very creative. But I would gladly tolerate them if it was a threesome, foursome, or gang bang with other girls. But usually I love the taste of pussy and I'm not...

There was a time almost two winters agowhen I had a genuine love, but didn’t know.A silly old man with his hair all gray,he sat at my table every weekend day.I never told him about the young lover in my bed,so why not play a while with the old man’s head?He gave me gifts and kind words to show his affection.For seven months I let his heart move in the wrong direction.One day I teased him, just me being me,“Buy the white g...

This itch is more than desire; It is an envy of your very breath for being inhaled Into the body of my such darkest thirst. It is the despair of every hair that falls From the perfection of the being that I most admire; The hair that that these very words inspire, to grow and bloom. It is the gaze I harbor only for you, your name and grace, absolute, The gaze that wants for nothing when I chance to look upon your face. It...

The scene is a beautiful hotel in the wilds of the Somerset Levels. It is a warm, late summer evening and the sun is setting over the hazy landscape. It is the occasion of my friend, Jess’s hen night and it is a quiet and small affair of perhaps nine of her closest friends. Relaxed and informal we have been sitting, talking and drinking in the lounge overlooking the hotel’s garden and across the fields beyond. I found mys...

My wacky Thisbe’s built a wallto shield her fragile heartlaid up dreamy purple stonesand murky chunks of amberfrom the shores of her past she never looks when we make love I know  in the pale glow from the hall  I watch her eyes  the soft grey irises fade inward  becoming blank moons to ponderwhat phantom lover moves  in the secret space behind them I come, she goes, we never meet  I wonder how she drifts so far away  wit...

You Can Never Go Back Scant hours had passed since two former lovers, Alexander and Carrie, found each other in the local library, a moment where divine providence tipped its allegorical hat and offered a chance at righting monumental wrongs. For Alex, running into Carrie was exactly what his famished, exhausted soul needed, and he hung on every word that left her trembling lips as she relayed story after story of relatio...

I am the unsent scarlet letter. Tucked somewhere between Revelations and Acts In her family bible. The one you don't subscribe to. Worn at the edges, Handwriting faded...and still looking for a stamp or a lightening bolt from the heavens. Cut me and you will see All the things you have ever wanted to say but were too afraid (to hurt, to risk, to untie your arms). Because it's just so damn comfortable Just to go with the f...

You grab my arm, and you pull me inside. The door is shut and I am pressed up against it. With you in front of me and the door behind me, our lips touch for the first time in so many years. I've lost track of the all of the years. 16? 19? Has it been 20 yet? Memories flood back. Your lips are so familiar. Your taste. Your smell.You have my head in your hands, and you pull me from the door slightly as you back away to look...