It fans the flames throughout me even more to know the possibilities are infinite, we are absolutely malleable this way :as an idea, a pure construct, entities that sweep over one another. So let my words take you, syllables racing...
erotic
Stolen glances, panty flashes Trouser bulges, sweet indulgence. Lips on lips, hips to hips Hands on asses, empty wine glasses. Shirts ripped, jeans unzipped Hands roaming; panting, moaning. On your knees, you aim to please Sucking his cock, hard as...
The Last Flight Chapter 10
"Who upsets Karen?"
After Françoise left, I lay back and relaxed thinking about the past, the future, everything. Having such an in depth conversation with Jemima had made me realise how uncertain life is. “Hey Kiddo!” I almost jumped out of my skin...
There's a lens to all the love you may hold inside,hearts tapping against skin with their primal Morse codes, it's a message that can't be stopped or hurried along, the translation is even more simple than we think. The rhythm...
There is always a push and pull between us, the gravitational shifts caused by desire, the flinching triggered through our needs, I understand the cycle as well as you do. Love was once a chain to you, a final link...
Flesh to flesh, the collision of two oceans. A migration of bodies. Every mark on you is a constellation to me, a celestial glow near fingertips that can turn me into vaporWhen your heat twines around me. A contrast of...
You've known me for so long through words, unearthing fractions of a person with letters that gently peel away. Do not forget the other side we edge, the raw physicality bloomingbetween our silences that eclipsethe difference within intention and instinct....
Under blinding strain Of push, and pull, Before the rain, A scrawny creature Relaxes, hoping beyond measure For another glimpse of her very own master. With breath pounding in her chest, She does as she is bidden, Alarms sounding at...
Keep on Running (circa 1976)
"Yogurt and wine - the perfect recipe for sex"
If you were looking for a woman with style and sophistication, the place to visit was the Bridge Hotel wine-bar between the hours of 6 p.m. and 8 p.m. Positioned high above the embankment of the river Tyne the wine-bar attracted...
You pulled me away earlier, no words to guide us, only the quick cues of one body leading another into the darkand carefully locking the door. The warmth of your hands cupping my facealmost casts glows throughout the room,through what...