Ever since they first met at Wisconsin Dells, Chelsea and Michael had been dating and enjoying every day of it. However, after six months, dating long distance was wearing at them. It was only a six-hour drive, but they both...
passion
See You Tonight
"I can't wait"
My pulse races When I think of you. The plans, The dreams that will come true tonight.I need to see you tonight.I need to touch you tonight.The dreams we share As sweet as they may be,Some times just aren't enough. It needs to be skin...
Today I truly cannot believeAbout how emotionally wrapped upCompletely consumed and drainedBut with my face buried in my handsNot able to know, where to turnBecause of the hurt, that’s deep inside.But may you ask me something Of not being sure where...
Sunshine and Blue Skies
"Everything around me reminds me why I love you"
Whilst I’m sat here on the tractorIn the middle of the grassy meadow Couldn’t help but pick the quiverAnd write a beautiful love poemWhilst the workday is in full swingTo let my sweetheart loverKnow how much, she’s meant to meThroughout every...
Standing, huddled, in the rain. It’s three AM.Her body couples to mine and mine to hers,Like tireless magnets,Connected by some infinite, impalpable force.Our sky is a misty, glowing amber streetlight haze,And our lust,Just a metaphor of something better.A steady rain...
If You Can’t Join ‘Em, Watch ‘Em Pt2
"Peeping Toms aren't always a bad thing."
When we heard about the party it actually sounded like a good time: good food, free drinks, and a nice room to for some great sex afterwards. Nick and I decided to bring it up a notch and even reserved...
Wish On A Star
"Wishes come true"
Wish on a starLook up at the skySee all the things that could beLook at them with the one you loveLook at them while you share your dreamsDreams may come trueWhen feeling the passionGentle the precious touchLove grows strongerLove blooms...
The Poet and his Muse
"A lovely graduate student suddenly shows up at a reclusive poet's cabin in the woods."
Jason Petrov stood at the stove and stirred his oatmeal. He repeated the line of poetry he had been working on since dawn, trying to get it right, when the telephone's shrill ringing shattered his concentration. Fuck! He slammed his...
The first time I met Lacey, she was in an orange jumpsuit with tears streaming down her face. Now we’re in a small windowless room waiting to hear the verdict. If the media had it their way she’d be locked...
Born into a heartfelt wildernessOf hundreds squares miles to crossTo be travelled barefoot on embersHot like the midday sunshineThat beats down on my backWhile I work up a sweetTo find my one true love Upon the travels that I seek.A treasure...