Abandonment
"The Magic of it All."
Do you know what abandonment is? It's crazy I need to explain it. It can take on many forms. Come in many different ways. Most assume it is leaving. Did you ever think of the silence? You forget;It's the absence...
need
Sounds of sex fill my ears,It’s everywhere causing need,Causing lust and desire. The room is full of bodies, Bodies in various stages of play.Some are coy and shy,Most are blunt and open. How do you sort through?How do you find...
I would fuck you.
"Where? Anywhere..."
I would fuck you in the shower, I would fuck you on the floor. I would even fuck you up against an elevator door. I would fuck you in an armchair, I would fuck you on the bed. I would...
Youth Revisited
"Amanda finds that a past student has long held desire for her."
Pulling her car up to the traffic light, she picked up the large plaque on the seat beside her and read it once again. “Presented to Dr. Amanda G. Cartwright for Outstanding Service to the English Department, City College.” She...
The Subconscious Decision.
"When a man decides to go for broke."
His company directors' voice kept droning on down the phone while he watched her climb out of her car. A flash of pale leg amongst the flow of emerald green material had his breath catch, the proverbial lump in his...
Silently I am counting the secondsUntil I can again feel your touchThe days, the hours, the minutesI know each second gone by meansI am one second closer to feeling youI can feel these intense sexual urgesBuilding in me like electricity...
For one brief moment, I curl into myself, The ache and need is building. For one brief moment,The need for comfort is overwhelming, To be touched, To be held, To be special; if only for this once. For one brief...
Crossing The Street 2
"Sonia is invited to Dana’s house. With conditions, of course."
"Took you long enough!" I blinked away the sleepiness that last night’s fitful slumber hadn't resolved. "I said to be at the phone at ten. Where were you?" Dana accused. "I...I was just here... I..." My words trailed off, remembering...
Dances she upon the breezeOf his exhaled and infinite satisfied dreams,With sun scorching pity on her paper heart,So ripped and lost in explosive perfumeWhere her soul creeps in silence,In shadows and void.Waste and void,Waste and void,Waste and void and her...
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Hawthorn petals gently rainIn faerie kisses lightly lit;They fall upon her pale, pure brow,A soft, white veil of spicy scent.There dwells she in moss-dark...