Temptation on a street corner.

“When was the last time you did somethingJust because you enjoyed it?”He asks, tempting meAs he guides my hand to the warmth in his lap. I bite my lip.He already knows it was the last timeWe were togetherAnd he knows he has the power to sway me Before I can consider another protestI find the…

fuck me poetic [a poem]

fuck me poetic. kiss me free of syntax make me scream in tongues pen me down with the bed as your scroll smear my ink across the sheets until every edition of webster’s and Koenig pouring forth upon the both of us.   “exulansis” rolling down your back, “silience” dripping from my neck, “gnossienne” shared,…

some Friday lunchtime sensuality

Warning: This may be blush inducing for only the very sensitive. I generally keep these to myself and a very select audience, but this one just keeps calling to be read.  [sweet honey bee] Tell me your secrets – write them on the tip of your tongue and spill them like velvet on my soul, I’ll…