"Just when you thought it was over... she demands more."
Towards siren song I saunter on, A lust so right, a love so wrong. Into her arms, as good as dead, Her kiss sinks deep and blood flows red. Into her blouse and down her skirt, I feel no pain,...
"The day She saved me"
The loneliness, the despair and emptiness surrounds me, A million words and yet not one touches my soul I read but I feel nothing, a chasm opens before me, As words for the sake of words spew out, meaninglessly I...
"A very old short piece of mine from about 1989.."
Why do you turn, and why do you cry, And leave all the fools to figure out why. Why are you lonesome, why are you sad, When you got what you wanted, And lost what you had.How can you love,...
"The lesbian side of nature..."
Walking deftly through the grassy wood, I leave the world of men behind; let fall my hair in cascading waves- let fall my gown of floating silk. I freely flit about as pale Diana, seeking maidens to attend my desire....
"written for Ange'"
Softly I kiss you on your shoulder as you sleep.My arm around your waist as I rest my head on your back, hair entangled with yours. A smile escapes my lips as I drift into the sweetest of dreams. Dreamily...
"Written for Ange"
I find myself in the waking hours,Still laying safely in your arms. Our bodies pressed tightly as ifPerfectly fit pieces of a jigsaw. You lay stroking my hairAs I place gentle kisses upon your chest. Legs still entangled,Locking us together...
"Imagine what I'd do, if I could get my hands on you."
Soft lips, soft skin, soft heart, Soft smile, soft kiss, lips part. Her eyes, sparkling, Her breath, ragged, Consuming me, making me weak, taking. Her voice, breaking, Skin, sweating. Begging. "Please." She winces, and falls to her knees. Trembling hands....
"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...
"Stroking his cock outdoors"
Inhibitions lost from too much beer,I stroke my boyfriend’s cock beneath the table.Pull down his zip and grip the swelling spear,Tug it and squeeze, as hard as I am able. In minutes it is stiff, eight inches long,Hot in my hand...
Is your pussy busy, Baby?Do you use it every day?Is it taking on all comersOr turning some away?Is your pussy ready, Baby?I know you never keep it locked,You like it fully loaded,And always keep it cocked.So I hope it’s keeping...
