Every heartbeat…
I’ll never be yours, but all my heartbeats will bear you name…
Category: Late night post
Bruises…
I wore your bruises proudly… It was an honor being hurt by you.
The bookstore…
The bookstore was very quiet when she came through the door. Too quiet, she thought, and she suddenly regretted coming. Not that she had double thoughts about seeing him again, but the situation was far from what she had imagined first… She knew he worked, she had seen him coming out for a cigarette…… Continue reading The bookstore…
Too hot…
I’ll write you fantasies so hot, you’ll never want to meet me. You won’t fear disappointment… You’ll know, you would be… Disappointed.
Your fingers…
Are requested, everywhere, and anywhere they might want to wander… Report on duty.
Your soft lips…
Your soft lips on the nap of my neck… Not happening, but worth dreaming about.
A tear.
One, one only, then two, running slowly… Three, now a crowd, leadind the way to a fourth. One, two, three, four… tear drops gone unseen, again.
Lips…
You stumbled, once by mistake, the second by sheer chance… I didn’t want you to think my lips were an easy meeting point. I turned away, hoping you’d find the road back to the essential… Kiss me once, kiss me once again…. Make ever other kiss, the first thing my lips…… Continue reading Lips…
Promise me…
Dearest, promise me… Never to let me get your full attention, charm you, get my way through the heavily guarded fortress of your heart… Never let my eyes weaken your will, never let my smile pull promises out of your mouth. Don’t succomb, don’t surrender, to my pleas and my whispers… No matter how…… Continue reading Promise me…
Don’t mind me…
Don’t mind me, I’m just here to flirt with your sexy words. Hoping they’ll agree to follow me upstairs for a night of sweet delights. I won’t let them rest until they are speachless and I, out of breath… Don’t worry, I’ll send them back, joyous and fully satisfied, when dawn…… Continue reading Don’t mind me…
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