Since it is time for confessions, I have to admit to a small fetish. Nothing distasteful or shocking, but just a penchant for women with pendulous inner labia that always protrude from the protecting hood of their vulva, and which...
Member: Dark_Apollo
Distant Memories Of A Love Affair
"A true story of forbidden love"
Almost forty years have passed since that fateful dayWhen in a moment of anguish our affair died,Discovered in the tender bliss of recent sex,Nakedly entwined in each other’s loving arms.We had grown careless under the beguiling spell Of overwhelming desire, blinded...
When I walk into the room, I notice you immediately, sitting alone by the bar, looking deliciously sexy and provocative as you perch on your stool, daintily sipping your drink. I take in the gentle swell of your pert little...
Eyes dancing bright with the pure fire of inner light, We meet and combine in our journey to the stars, In the soft velvety darkness of the long night, And unite in exquisite sweet togetherness. Limbs and bodies dancing in intricate patterns, We ride upon...
Standing on the cliff edge early on that spring mornHe watched the sun rise over the rim of the world,Painting the cliffs golden in the clear light of dawn.How he envied the sea birds who with wings unfurledLeft their craggy...
What means this palpitation in my breast,This savage wild elation in my mind?What power is this o’er my soul imprestThat my sentient will is undermined,Leaving me prey to inchoate desires,Feverish with overwhelming yearning?Can this be love that has lighted such...
What know we of love who this hothouse share,Wandering in lush meadows of desire,In search of the thrill of each new affair,Driven by a relentless inner fire?Such is our debauched proclivity,That only orgasmic release can slakeOur lascivious promiscuity,As in each...
Springtime is for Lovers
"A chance meeting on a Spring day in Paris leads to a lifelong love affair."
When we first met it was entirely by accident. Even now I remember it clearly, although almost four decades have passed by since then. It was one of those lovely bright sunny days that are so typical of Paris in the springtime.I...
It was morning and the light of the dawnRecalled me from the pleasure-land of dreams,Images of your radiant bodyWrithing in the throes of climactic joyEmblazoned on the windows of my mind,Unwilling for the memory to fadeOf the wrapt expression on your...
Springtime in Paris
"A simple Parisian love story in narrative verse"
We first met entirely by accidentOn a lovely bright sunny day in Spring,It was the first of May as I recall;Even now I remember it clearly,Although almost four decades have passed by.Strolling along the Boulevard Haussmann,Just outside the Magasin au...