poem
Oh my dear, what brings you here? Is it the pleasures of my company? Shall I begin to play my mandolin, to recite tales most softly? I do declare, I can’t control my stare, as you cross the room with...
I Love You Too Much
"A poem to a girl I've been in love with, but she never loved me back."
Darling don't fear me, I still have much to show you, Just promise you'll love me too I'm tearing myself from the cage of depression, But, in the light of that, I have a question; Why can't I be happy...
We met under Freddie, 3 p.m.On Tottenham Court Road.He took my hand, we walked a bit, Him leading, as we strode.Down a back road, to a pub, Called the Bricklayers’ Arms.It would prove to be a challenge here,Resisting his broad-shouldered charms. He ordered...
I Feel like a Whore
"First poem I am writing for Lush Stories. Hope ya like it! ;D"
You give me a kissAnd all the sweet blissThat runs down my lipsTo my begging hipsYour vehement touchMakes me feel so muchThat it’s been shownTo make me moanWhen you penetrate meYou make my body seeThat it’s so much moreThan what...
Faith In Love
"I'll fall in love again"
Broken hearts and open wounds are my reward for love. Holding hands and treasured memories, Causes my heart to soar like a dove. When I am thinking of you, and thinking of me, I know my love was true. But...
soon
"101 word poem"
I long to look into your eyes again.I miss the feeling of your fingers in my hair. I ache to feel you slide your hands along my breasts to my nipples. I yearn to taste your lips on mine. I...
Mistress And A Submissive
"The Needs Of A Mistress"
A Mistress’s wants and needs can only come from her true submissive. He honors her, He respects her, He trusts her, He loves her, He needs her. She takes care of what she owns, and he’s no different. She praises...
Soulless story; pointless poem
"A story about fucking? A lover who only fucks? What's the fucking point?"
You fuck me using all your skill but it's A soulless story. Where's the slick denouement? Where's the clever ploy? You leave me full of Empty joy; a salad feast replete with Colour, crispness, salty mayonnaise These weighty days of...
Come down this road with me
"Was he the kind kind of guy that wanted a naughty princess in need of being spanked?"
If there was one guy Mary would really want to meet, it would have to be William. A short profile of him will have to be as follows; Very sexy, blue eyes, his greying hair was neatly trimmed like that...