I've never been much good with words, My memory's like a sieve. But someone told me that a poem Is a real nice gift to give. This Valentine's, I want to say What I feel about you. Sadly, I don't...
love
Do not ask me to be your Valentine On the fourteenth day of the month named after, Februus Expect not tired gifts, this day has come to define For the dead language foretells of this month to be icy Of...
Ballad of Jonathan
"Song to Ms Hartowski"
A woman moved in the empty house next to my parents when I was seventeen. She was a nice woman, black haired and a nice smile. She walked up to my house to introduced herself to my parents and me....
Glamour Shots, Chapter 19
"Dave has his eyes opened to the world of sex and romance."
Sleep was elusive and fitful, at best, and when the music of my alarm started playing I slid carefully away from Alli, who was sound asleep, spooned into the shape of my body. I shut off the alarm and walked...
My Princess Valentine
"I love you"
I have never met you and fear I never will, And yet, it seems, I love you so, a love so deep and real. To meet would bring disaster, and yet to part would be so hard, This love I...
You made me realize, That I have been moving along, As if on autopilot. Following the crowd, The flow of things. Trying to live each day, Trying to understand everything around me, Yet failing to do so. You made me...
We always knew it would come to this,the lost code sealed between our lips,the symbols along my pores should tell you thatyou're so much more than skin.Your eyes were like soft lampssweeping over me then,stilled in travels once unceasing,I was...
I do not need one day a year to tell you how much I care. Our passion comes from deep within, It’s something I cannot quite define. We are drawn to one another like magnets; an invisible force brings us...
Unfinished Dreams
"When dreams end too soon..."
I lay awake, my mind racing.I can't sleep. Your fingers glidealong my lips; I am left aching.My hand travels into my pantiesfeverishly trying to gain some relief;the imprint left from the dream.Flashing images of the erotic scene replay in my...
Lust over Love
"What makes her worth it, what makes me not"
Is it the way she bucks and arches her back when she's reached her peak, Is it more satisfying than the moan of your name coming from me What makes her worth it, What makes me not? Is it the...