"Love should be as simple as a moonlit dance in the meadow."
Meet me in the moonlit meadow,And we will dance under a starry sea,Floating like two fireflies, adriftOn the zephyr of passion’s flutter.Cascade with me through the hillside,Your silken tendrils flowing carefree,As the delicate scent of the wisteria takes us,And pearly...
"To tongue a lust driven language, without words, is in a word, erotic."
Tell me what you want,Tell me what you long for,Use my body for the fantasies,That titillate your core.Tell me what you crave,That which makes you melt,Use the words I cannot hear,Words that are only felt.Run your fingers on my skin,Til...
"Can anyone tame the soul of wild Wille Mac?"
ARIZONA 1851 Willie Mac was known for being unknown; an enigma of sorts. Some legends say Willie was spawned from the union of two mythical creatures yielding the stealthy quickness of a jackrabbit with a tongue as slick as a rattlesnake...
I always thought I’d be the one,To be your calm when you came undone,To hold your hand,To warm your heart,A seam too strong to pull apart.But you retreat into a world existing,Where darkness always seems persisting,Releasing the nefarious,To slink through...
"Two lost souls finding one another."
I will forever remember that moment.I was with my friends. Friends that offered the distraction of amusement so I could just drink momentarily forgetting about the static of the day. You walked in with your own group of personal entertainers...
Hands bound above your head,Eyes cloaked in my delicate darkness.This isn’t about you being aroused,This is about how you will feel,About me,Getting you there.And, this won’t be poetic love,No, no song lyrics to the rhythmicBeat of your heart.Tonight will be...
You found me,I didn’t want to be found,Sang me a song without making a sound.You took me,Knowing I didn’t wanna be taken,Promised me I’d never again feel forsaken.You sobered me,All I wanted was to drink,Saved me when I was teetering...
"I don't need to know your name..."
It was a five-star hotel bar, nestled in the streets of downtown L.A., elegantly furnished with ubiquity. A few big screen TV’s hung over the bar area mutedly showing some insignificant sporting events. A cute duo of a bartending crew, one...
Before you, blues were just blues,And love was just love.Flowers were just flowers,And the sun was just light,And the ice, just crystalsWeighing down the mighty boughs.Bodies were just bodies,Molded from mud of telluric ash,Returning as dust,At the journey’s end.Before you,...
"The "gold" is a metaphor for love you pervy weirdos... lol"
She steps into my shower,Adjusts the cold waterHigher.I don’t mind it…She likes the water to beCooler.But, doesn’t want to skimpOn the good water pressure.I can deal with the cooler waterBetter than she can deal with theHot.She presses her breastsInto mine...