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...
waiting
Pearling moonlight dips its toesAnd dabbles them in shadow depths,Roiling voices, nightmare weeds,Away to far-off lands ofLost.Heavy glaze of sweating passionSlides a rolling, fragrant kissDown the curve of heavy breast,An orb of starshine whence sheWaits.String of bubbles, frothy dew,Anticipation stretches...
Amnesty Program Ch. 04
"High performing students tease and experiment"
Rebecca sat cross legged on the couch with Jason's laptop in front of her, typing their daily report. She felt small in his clothes, and the sleeves fell over her hands. Jason sat next to her, concentrating on sewing the...
Dinner Tonight
"Woman waits for her lover"
It's late into the nightShe's waiting for him to comeShe frets he better come soon Her special dinners almost done. She wears a new dress tonightOne made by the best designerShe bought for him this nightIt looked so good on...
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.You are a kiss and a whisper away,Floating in the the streetlight's ethereal orangeThat soaks the walls whilstTree shadows dance and skitterIn autumnal gusting...
David’s torment continues
"David waits for his wife to come home from the club with a new lover"
David hears the front door close as his wife leaves their house to catch a taxi to a nightclub. Without him. Leaving him there in their house all alone after a painful orgasm while watching his wife's homemade porno of...
I The Dandelion
"About this girl I'm falling for, who is already kind of taken. It's complicated."
So close,Yet afar.I a dandelion,Blending into,A field of daisies, Just a dirty weed.On the horizon,A beautiful girl,Skips along,Without knowing,Trampling I,The dandelion.My seeds,Blow gently.Wind carries them,Taking root,Growing again,A scrawny yellow flower.I watch,She's happy.I the dandelion,Await the day,You make a wish,To be...
Take Me Over the Table
"Seconds before you walk in the door, what am I thinking?"
This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading this anywhere else, it has been stolen, and the thief shall be visited by scary-ass gingerbread men who will giggle at them every time they try to have a...
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.On the other side of the door,Just a letterbox away,I'm waiting for your smile to greet me warmly.This one, small space is all we...
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.He lay in the rainy moonlight on All Hallows EveAwaiting his lover's kiss.Shafts of watery pearly blue glowed upon his skinAs the scudding clouds...