your decadent touch
has damaged me, left me spoiled.
I want no one else
Month: December 2013
Red Wine
Red wine,
a kiss of the vine
touches my lips.
Nighttime pours into me
like viscous liquid
and my body becomes
tart berries, dark earth, rich magic.
Familiar longing,
a kind of drunkeness,
envelops me.
I stretch my thoughts towards yours like arms
and spark upon you in the dreaming ether,
where the hands of our minds
clasp in shared fate.
You are thinking of me too, you later tell me.
Imagining penetrating
the depths of my yearning,
entering the well of my solitude, bell-shaped like a glass,
and filling me
with your presence.
In the clear dawn of morning,
wine turns to water,
dreams to day.
I go to you
and we make love.
Naughty and Nice
I thought I’d share this one again to express my holiday spirit. Update: the recipient of my gifts was very, very pleased š
I will be a gift to you,
one of sheer pleasure and delight.
I will leave my door open for you
like I always do,
and wait,
hidden away
in my bedroom,
where our holiday revelry
will be held.
Hearing your approaching footsteps
I canāt help but quiver with excitement,
like a giddy child waking on Christmas morning, eager for treats.
My nipples tingle and harden
and my pussy clenches and throbs;
dripping with wetness,
at the sound
of the doorknob turning,
at the sight you,
slipping stealthily
in the door.
The best things in life are free, you know,
and my love
donāt cost a thing.
I will wrap myself
in pretty lingerie for you,
festively adorn the curves of my body.
So open me up,
tear at the ribbons and bows,
peel away the coverings,
spank me if you like
for being so naughty.
Now part my thighs
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Wildfire
Your eyes glow
in the burning embers
of my raging heart.
I am scorched
from love’s flames,
my body branded
with the smoldering passion
of your touch.
The scent of your skin
on mine still,
lingering,
like incense smoke.
Dangerous and untamed,
I am a wildfire
burning for you.
