I actually heard myself say it, say these very words, don’t pull out. I think I spoke it in my…
fruit
© Emmaleela
me’lalia- wtf cat!
Christmas is creeping on crunching leaves munching through the autumn in a Christmas-creeping way. Hello everyone, it’s me again; another…
half a world
Across the room I saw, or, maybe you saw me first, but it’s not a competition, is it? I didn’t…
into me
sleep,I often sleep on my front,head to one side on my pillowarms up around my face lost to the world…
taking my cue
Sometimes it’s just primal, not thinking, letting whatever happens happen, allowing those darkest, deepest needs what they desire, deserve. I…
ghost
(something special for this time of years, a Halloween treat ~x) o, ghostyou enter mewhile I sleepand make me dreamof…
more to come
I love it when you lift my skirtyou call me a teasemaybe a flirtbut I can’t helpmy feelingsmy skinthe way…
beyond the pale
I couldn’t help myself. Maybe I could’ve,should’ve,would’ve but,I didn’t.I failed to stop myself from following my demon and not my…
dragging nails
dragging nailsdownand downacross my throatdownand downinspecting every hidden curveingesting every breathless wordevery limb beckoningevery inch offering; dragging nailsdownand downas fine…
me’lalia- the butterfly that wasn’t
I carefully cupped a black butterfly I found sitting motionless on the floor in my hands and carried it to…
erotic blue
(dear reader, it’s quite a long one, so I hope you manage to get through it all x) It was…
riverine
, we lay beside a river, on soft grass, we kissed, you unbuttoned my black shirt, one button then another…
glass
Here I am, standing in front of the first floor window looking out onto the world. The glass ceiling to…
me’lalia- duvet or not duvet
I went for a run today, not so unusual except this time was admittedly down to getting frustrated while trying…
Tabula Erotica 