Uncover me Gauzy wisps like swirling tendrils of smoke, Surrounding my bare flesh. An offering of silken skin and supple curves Floating free and unfettered Inviting your gaze, your lips, your hands A playful nymph to entice you forth.
Kaleidoscopic colours cavort behind clenched eyelids, As you kiss a tender trail from my belly to my bush, My arms outstretched, a sacrifice of sweaty skin and slick sex. Your tantalising tongue tripping over my quaking curves, Warm lips moist, seeking soft, slippery succulence. A tremble tweaks my tensed, taut muscles, My thighs tight and … Continue reading Cunnilingual Kisses
Bodies intertwined Unabashed in light of day Afternoon delight
I've been following the poet Megan O'Keeffe since I started blogging, and I always look forward to reading her work. Her first poetry collection, "Cracked Open" was released in 2018, and looked at the sweet and the sour sides of love and relationships. It is a wonderful debut and is filled with emotion and passion. … Continue reading Poetry Review: “Where I Ache” by Megan O’Keeffe
Inspired by "Draw of the Cards" by Kim Carnes For The September Song Project The more I muse on the subject of fate, Of destiny and predetermination, The more I come to realise I've little control over situations. Sometimes my life is smooth and still, At others very hard. I guess I'd say that I … Continue reading The Draw of the Cards
Whenever you hold me, I feel safe and secure. The whole world disappears, And there is only here and now. Whenever you hold me, I forget all the darkness. I feel lightened of my burdens, Because you share my load. Whenever you hold me, I feel like myself again. The woman that you love, Not … Continue reading Whenever You Hold Me
I'm not really here. I know you think you see me. But I'm not in here.
The cold is biting. Frosted kisses caress me. Dappled ice on ground.
Darkness descending Like a pox-ridden blanket Infecting the light.
It gets dark early. Deep indigo falls quickly And shadows descend.