Waiting
in expectation.
Under luminescent
peach, pink sky,
I pass nights
longing
for you.
My heart flowers.
I am a poet
writing luscious rhymes
for you.
You are my song.
I am lost;
divine.
I taste dark fruit;
cloudy wine.
Desire
for you.
Blood Diamond
My heart is a
blood diamond;
beautiful,
sad.
I shine
for you,
my lover,
my appraiser.
Trade me
on a black market
of dreams
for untold riches.
Sell my soul
for ether,
vaporize.
I will
breathe you in
like a scent.
Materialize.
You and I
together,
we are
treasure.
Rose
My thoughts
of you
light ether
like incense smoke
curling in air.
You can sense
my scent,
of tender geranium;
the flowering
of my majestic
love potion.
I am
velveteen
filigree
encircling
your mind.
Crave me
with your
sweet tooth.
Ravish me
like rose
ice cream.
Of Love And Longing
I stew
like meat and prunes
in the soup
of my longing;
taste the green
astringent leaves
of my heartbreak,
that grow
like fennel bulbs
from my chest,
a flourishing bitter.
I soak,
grind you
into acorn flour,
releasing tannins
of memory,
making this palatable —
my love,
my aching loss.
Lost
Perhaps I was
cardamom
in your coffee,
scent of cinnamon
after too long;
spice of life.
Yet for you
I traversed
the Silk Roads,
entered tribal lands,
became lost.
Sacred songs
encircled me,
of wildness
and love,
holy longing.
In this desert,
arid and mysterious,
your lips
are like
water.
Are you an oasis
or mirage?
I cannot tell.
Still, I drink deeply
of you,
subsisting on
memories;
your lingering reflection
in this shimmery well
of dreams.
Your Shadow
You left
your shadow.
Here
with me.
A dark impression of you remains,
blackly radiant with your kisses,
your resinous scents
of oudwood and amber.
Haunting enchantment;
fading golden glow;
whiff of fragrant sweet tobacco smoke;
nighttime sadness.
Midnight salt and sweat
of your skin
lingers on my tongue,
tasting of redolent spice.
You are inside me still.
I can feel you,
writhing
in and out,
our souls touching
at the hinges.
Memories of ecstasy, of betrayal;
these rich, royal colors,
all this pleasure and pain,
dark amethyst hues,
held within my glassy heart
like a powder keg.
In the same
dangerous, enticing,
volatile manner
that an enigmatic old bottle
contains a djinn.
The Temple of Dark Eros ~ New Erotica Story
Hello loves, my latest erotica story just dropped on Medium’s My Erotica, The Temple of Dark Eros, An Erotic Tale of Forbidden Love. The longest story I have written to date, this sexy and captivating tale explores dark themes of love, romance, sex, power and betrayal.
Here is an excerpt:
Zein lured me into The Temple of Dark Eros. The pleasure he gave me came with deep pain. I should have walked away once I realized that. There was no possible way to win.
Yet somehow I couldn’t.
My appetites are not always controllable. I’m not one of these perfect little women who drinks kale smoothies all the time and posts about it on Instagram. I eat whatever I want. I follow my cravings. I longed to taste Forbidden Love. Now I still craved something more from Zein…
