little black number

This night I’d gone out in my little black number as us girls decided to semi-posh up, rare for me …

through a window lightly

I hadn’t thought I’d be brave or stupid enough to do it again, but it seems despite any attempts at …

quicken

there is a moment…. a certain moment, it can last as long as a lifetime or barely a single gasp …

two plus one

It was gone midnight when three of us made our way back to their house. Julie and Josh, she being …

lilac lust

I’m drawn againdrawn again to the windowwhere I’ve been before, that time also inextricably so, like a magnet, a temptation …

night moves

I remember it clearly.  Laying here remembering every touch, every breath, every whisper to which I surrendered that night….. … …

mind

do you mind that I’ve been with other mendoes it bother you at alldoes it make me lessthan what you …

best behaviour, not

It was a hot day, which is an understatement. It felt like melting. Far, far too hot and I needed …

skin

an awakening poem of desire and opening…….

an insane moment of release

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…

sometimes…

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.

come~

I’m feeling you rise
pray for the moment
your fire imbibed
I beg…..

strip me

strip me, touch me, feel me, desire manifested in a poem……….

dare to bare: beginnings (part 1)

The next request took me by surprise……… to pull the blouse even lower down one side, the left shoulder and arm until it uncovers….