Thoughts of old lovers rise like ghosts Slipping beneath my skin to burn Haunting whispers in my mind Keeping me from my sleep
I could’ve fallen in love with you Whispered the possibility in my mind Of “us” and “we” Instead of just me All the pieces were there for love Parts shifting to fit together You inside my open spaces My heart widening to this We floundered before we flew Faltered before I could meld to you …
You’ve made sensational claims about my personhood You’ve labeled me a novelty of sorts Skin a color, hair this short, curvy, tall girl Would you go out of your way to taste me? A fruitful goddess you’d devour Take a bite? Not so fast! Friendly may mark the attitude of some deities, but I am …
One thing you may not know about me is I have an unnatural love for all things Beauty and the Beast. Until I can get my mind together enough to write, enjoy this something old. (And for a laugh, watch this) “Those aren’t assumptions, those are facts. You have no idea how to treat a …
I made it to my new place in sunny California today. Is there a better place to spend the winter months than somewhere sunny and over 70 degrees? Sorry I’ve been so short on stories lately. It’s been wicked busy for me and I haven’t had a chance to finish anything. I do have at …
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How do I define the state of my mind? I am formless shapes changing daily Black blobs, shifting smog lifting overhead I get jumbled up sometimes The want of things tangles me I am too snared to make sense A popularity contest It’s not the talent I have, But the determination I lack I hold …
He was specific with his instructions that day down to the color heels I needed to wear. His office by 11:45am bent over the front of his desk. No bra or panties, my white blouse unbuttoned just until my breasts spill out, my black mini skirt flipped up over my back, legs parted and elbows …
She missed holding hands the most. Watching the way the couple across from her pressed palm flush to palm, fingers entwined and connected brought forth a wave of such longing. Sucking in a breath she tried to look away from their public intimacy but found herself unable to do so. Their lips touching was at …