"Sonnet #6: In alternating trimeter and tetrameter, and Shakespearean rhyme."
Wake up cold, scream out loud, Against silence and absent sound. Aroused, bold, cut the crowd, Feline frenzy on broken ground. Gowned in pretty tatters, Aching bodies pounce, hard as stone. Lustful whimsy shatters The house, of feather, pane and...
"A passionate wank."
The image of her face is still strong in my mind's eye. How can one forget such gorgeousness! It's been almost ten days since she jetted off to Singapore for work. Not unusual in her line of work and she...
"The question is: Are You Ready?"
I want to tell you, Tell you about a woman’s love, Because the world does not know enough. There are few words sufficient in nature With meanings that can cover the depth Of what she gives When she chooses To...
"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...
"Passion and love with bdsm flare."
T’was the night before Christmas, Alone in the house. Just out of her tub, Now where was her blouse? She dashed to her bedroom, Her jaw dropped in awe, She open the drawer… There wasn’t a bra. They were planning...
"As Gothic, and passionate as love gets ..."
The Bride of Frankenstein Tonight I walk, where the vampires walk Where the virgin blood drips, And the iron cross, Crumbles in your palm. Tonight (I walk) where passion dwells Where the red candle wax, Cloys upon your thigh. Tonight...
"Homage to a Dominatrix in Sonnet form..my work for Her.."
My Lady’s hair is red and gold, Curled like smoke in autumn air. I crave to do all I am told, And write for her when she’s not there.Her image in my heart and mind, Create for now my chosen...
"For every person that has ever settled for comfortable, may they find amazing."
Comfortable...It is the word that has always described me. Comfortable in my skin, with my femininity. Comfortable in who I was as a sexual being. Then without warning, you simply happened to me.I was unaware of all the things in...
"a slave serving and craving his Mistress, passion, love desire..."
The Offering “(Later) You will be naked And on your knees," she purrs, Her red nails trace, My suit lapel. “It shouldn’t have to be this way, But it’s fun to watch you grovel.” The swishing crop through the burning...
"A poem of love and passion."
The labyrinth of the heart is full of hopes and dreams, entrapments and schemes, and dances to a blues harmony. The heart bleeds and scars, it writes the novel of life of defeats and victories, and sings an ode to the soul....