I hadn’t thought I’d be brave or stupid enough to do it again, but it seems despite any attempts at … More
there is a moment…. a certain moment, it can last as long as a lifetime or barely a single gasp … More
It was gone midnight when three of us made our way back to their house. Julie and Josh, she being … More
I’m drawn againdrawn again to the windowwhere I’ve been before, that time also inextricably so, like a magnet, a temptation … More
I remember it clearly. Laying here remembering every touch, every breath, every whisper to which I surrendered that night….. … … More
Once again I will confess to being perhaps a little bit tipsy. Not actually drunk because I simply can’t drink … More
do you mind that I’ve been with other mendoes it bother you at alldoes it make me lessthan what you … More
I was pulled to the edge of the bed before I fully realised how far this was going……. I was … More
It was a hot day, which is an understatement. It felt like melting. Far, far too hot and I needed … More
an awakening poem of desire and opening…….
Moving careless across More skin to touch and claim for his fingers and eyes as every inch of my body was telling me to go with it…
I’m being watched, eyes drinking in every moment and move that I make and I shiver, the thrill, the rush to be overcome, breath seeming distant as though not my own.
I’m feeling you rise
pray for the moment
your fire imbibed
I found my breath against my chest and tummy in and out of my lungs deeply feeding on the air between us his hands now gripping my hips firmly: now small, tight up and down movements his hands discovering thoroughly my outer garments….
strip me, touch me, feel me, desire manifested in a poem……….