The lights dimmed, the phone’s glow more pronounced on Paige’s face.  Huge brown eyes, thick black hair.  Long, thin fingers with shiny mauve nails and half a year’s income glittering on her finger.  Posh as hell and all mine, except...

This is fucking insane.  I ran my sweaty hands over the steering wheel.  Cold air blasted from the little vents in the dashboard, drying out my eyes.  Refusing to rub them, to blink, to miss her, I felt around the...

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Mud sucks at my feetTrickles between my toesAs I follow your beckoning voice.The sustained sound ofpercussing watergrows with every stepAnd between driedbranches of fir trees,I find you.That smile,Easy and light.You reach for my handLead me down steep terrainUntil the canyon...

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LaneRain pattered on the aluminum roof over my head.  Arms crossed over my chest, I stared at the water pooling and rippling with tears at the edges of the dark and gutterless street.  Looked down at the beads dotting my...

Still air breaks under my breathAs you join me on the mattress Knee to knee Face to face You level your gazeAnd wait,the embodiment of patienceand kindnessThe antithesis of everything I fear And I know it’s safe I rip the snarled stormsFrom my bloodAnd let them...

I am the form In the skirts of cold,Toes nestled in the lake bedAs my pale arms stretchon the murky water,etched by hellAnd expecting no less But todayThe ripples grow without wind,lapping at my jawCresting my earsDancing in rivulets of joyto a...

 Arms open wideunder the humof burning stars, Breezes noseMy silhouetteFor your scent I fill my lungs with airSteel my muscles Wind rumblesTo a raging roarFlames bullet From the sky,Tiny fireballs Spearing my fleshTattered dress flaying My screaming wounds I close my eyes,Unable to feel your touchUnable to...

Cold bit Arianna’s face as she squinted against the sun.  Gloved hands shoved into the front pockets of her puffy coat, she looked for a form in the mountains.  A dot on the snow skirts, something moving in the shadowy...

Dave peeked around the living room entranceway to peer at the front door.  When he saw the blonde hair, the eyes looking at him through the decorative glass, he stepped back out of sight.Shit.  “…Richelle’s argumentative and abrasive, just like...

Pulsing walls of bodies and sinLine our altar of flame Strangers’ handsOn my skinOn yours Swirling their cum with my sweatLining the curves of muscle and boneIn the flesh you own Your thrusts clap like snare drumsThrough my desperate, moaning songShadows strobe in...