The warmth of her skin next to mine, surpassed the light of the sun encompassing the breadth of the city, I turned my head, and wondered why my fate had led me here, why at this moment, this second, the last breath I took, before I awakened and looked upon her sleeping form,…… Continue reading The Warmth of the Morning…
Just not Cinderella’s because, well, you all know I am no princess. No, this morning, a little before 5 O’clock, I was getting ready for work when I chose to leave my Winter boots behind, and put on my Summer Denmark hiking shoes. I know hiking shoes are not the sexiest, but my Merrell hikers…… Continue reading Slippers…
She leaned forward, slowly licking Death’s lips.. Then turned her back, and walked away, leaving It longing for more…
Cyranny's Cove 