I love your sex

"A tribute to my favourite author"

I love your sex – the way you write,You always set my laptop alight Leaving me breathless every timeYour words are hot, whether prose or rhyme Intense feelings in every line,You always send tingles right down my spine Sexy scenes in all your...

The Beauty of Us

"This is not taboo, kink, or any other "practice". This is us."

This is beautiful to me.Not that I’m blackAnd you’re not.But that our skin mixesMeldsStrains against one anotherBefore meltingInto a river of orgasmic eruptionsThat blinds us to all that wasAll that isAnd all that ever will be. We are beautiful to meNot...

What edge of you am I not aware of by now? I want you to show mehow to travel much deeper, no inked sentiments shouting to the entire world of our story. We crashed in a more beautiful way, quietly unfolded in the privateintricacies of...

Storm Filled

"No storm can be contained"

"What do you want me to wear?" Her text message reads."High heels and that silver heart necklace," I shoot back. Quickly I send another message, "And nothing else." If I had been in the mood I might have let a smirk...

I am not permitted to understandall the mysteries that you contain.The arc of flesh along your breasts,nipples vibrate in tune with a quickened pulse,flicked with a needy and ravenous tongue always seeking to taste more.As I sail through the initial bliss, the...

And we're so alike, yet so different,a single language in separate bodiesfreighted with endless meanings,you whispered those and other sacred wordsto me where no one can ever reach.Whatever happens between usafter the rush of making love,my protective touch alwayssearching out...

If I could but touch

"thinking of a body"

If I could but touch that shapely neck,the flowing shoulders, smooth straight back,sexy young breasts tipped with soft rose-red nippleswanting a lover's kiss,my kiss.Belly firm and soft, waiting for my caress,down over hips, to soft firm buttocks,then down long legs...

The dew unlocks slowly,drips from the deepest chamber,this gradual tide born from you, the root of my every overwhelming need.The rise and fall of your breath, my sweetest vast atmosphere,all glows in your presence, the darkness of your absence is just as beautiful. A universe...

You bring it out of me,the ravenous animalthat smirks at caution,the creature that followsyour unmistakable scent.The palm that relishesyour cry from the sting,still trembling from my palmprinted upon your naked flesh. The braille raised along your body,gooseflesh carefully read with a...