Behind the Curtains on a Slow Bus Home

"Travelling on the twenty-six bus...."

Friday afternoon 2pmSittingStandingMusic onMusic offAll the leafy lanesAnd car parked streetsBlinds down or drawnCurtains plain, chintz, washed or boiledThen there is closedWhy?Baby sleeping, Daddy shiftsOr Mummy tired Granny nodding and knittingUncle Ted wankingAuntie Pat masturbatingYes you heard me rightAll those sweet...

Your Passion shall be My Thirst..

"I wonder if love, lust and passion should go together..."

And when the morning rays strike my skin,Your misty breath shall heave within,With desire your lips will touch my neck,Only your thirst shall quench my thirst,I will sense your every move,I will feel your every breath,I will rule your needs...

Into The Storm

"Looking after my lover as a storm rages on."

My lover was snuggled,Up close to me As I held her close Kept her safe,As the storm raged outside.Kissed her softly on her neck,Whilst my fingers traced her stomachSlipped under her blouse,Gently squeezed her breastsAs a soft moan escaped her mouth,A clap...

Love in a Heartbeat

"The day when I looked into your eyes and felt your gaze drench my innermost desires."

Looking into your loving eyes,Feeling your caress on my skin,That gentle smile fetching my warmth,Drenching in the silence of your wants,Feeling your thirst on my chest,Trying to resist your every move,Carving more the way you press,Deepening down the heavenly feel,Letting your...

Scent

"to wake with your scent"

one man's desireone man's needsto fall asleepwith your scentto wakewith your scentpull sheets backspread your legstongue dipsrefresh  my tastesoft memesswirl acrossyour clitmoans capture medrive metight betweenyour thighsawaken kitten bolts of electricitypulse through youmy tongue capture youdrinking deepflash of teethmarking youowning yourscent 

I have a secret It’s a naughty affair It’s not a total surprise Nor should most care But it is my secret The one I want to shareA naughty little tidbit That started with a dare He came over one dayFor some sugar to spareBut I had...

It all begins with a beautiful taste.Kneeling at the bed like an altar,palms gliding along bare thighs,caresses cascading as you beginto open yourself to me. You begin to drizzle your secrets, parcel out the darkest needs one aching flick at a timewhen my...