"someone else thought it good enough to be here, so here it is."
LostSpeak and be Heard,I hide in Shame,The Death of Desire,And I am to Blame.A Voice is Silenced,It's Death screams out,My world torn apart,Left in Doubt.Hope and Despair,War from Within,When will it finish?Where does it Begin?Acceptance and love,Could have been mine,If...
"Searching for the one"
Wandering wishes Conjure a place Where all that matters Is you and me. Free from restraints, ‘Real’ world restrictions, Where love can flourish As time holds its breath. Wandering daydreams Blend sordid notions With succulent memories, Stirring my loins. Shivers of...
"One Girl's Journey to Immortality"
Melissa made her way along the narrow little street, feeling hemmed in by the houses as she made her way towards the sea front. The daylight was fading, lights were coming on in the town square, and along the seafront....
"Three is company … but just you wait who’ll be really in!"
Jan had come to visit me. And as always he couldn’t keep his eyes off me, and yet he did nothing. I had met him at a dancing school, and soon it became clear to me he was in love...
They spent the long drive home largely in silence. She rested her hand on his thigh, occasionally squeezing gently, imploring him to look over at her. Instead, he kept his calm green eyes fixated on the road, his expression unchanging....
"Kayla has an audience while she seduces her final mystery man."
Kayla couldn’t stem the flow of immense self-satisfaction that welled up inside of her as she watched Scott leave the room. She had distracted him enough, had teased him enough, to make him lose his composure. And her reward was...
"A romantic Valintines night."
On this night when lovers dance. I think about this great romance. Intertwine with feast and song. Oh how our desire does go on. A fleeting glance, a tongue tied fool. I can imagine you more cool. I swoon and...
"A boy's summer vacation of learning."
It was the summer of 1963.A vacation of change for me. I just a boy of sixteen, young and earthy.She a bit older, but much more worldly. Lessons taught were real and sensual.Often dreamed but most incomprehensible. Showing me much...
"A dream, ... or perhaps reality?"
Stirring slowly, I flip over onto my side. The silence of the room and the coolness of the night’s air bit my skin, the softness of the comforter – bliss. I mumble something to myself, something I would barely remember...
