Be I…
Ever since you left, Rainbows turned black and white and woebegone be I. Via today’s Word of the Day: Woebegone
Category: poetry
Late evening monologue…
I light a cigarette, fill my cup, tilt my head… I drink your silence, head spinning from the mystery. Your blurred lines forcing me to close my eyes for a moment. Speak softly, but don’t say too much… Men always end up lying anyway. Take care of the sun for me, will you? While…… Continue reading Late evening monologue…
Micro poésie du vendredi…
Te crier à pleine tête, Mes secrets de porcelaine Te hurler combien je t’aime Mon but ultime, mon unique quête…
Dare you? – Explicit
Black nails, Red lips, Tight waist, Curved hips, Pretty face, Long legged, Curled hair, Inviting breasts… Uninteresting, Tedious, Dull, Monotonous, Boring, Monochrome, Dreary, Wearisome… Dare to say you care, While you fuck her up the rear.
Feathered caress…
Coming to my life, feathered caress on my wounds… You are my solace! Via today’s Word of the Day Challenge: Solace
Would I, should I?
Tempting door, ajar… Would I dare lessen my guard? Alluring riddle. Via Fandango’s One Word Challenge: Lessen
After Eight Moments…
Even in the night I can always find your light Scintillating bright! Via Fandango’s One Word Challenge: Scintillating * If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired: Close up of a street light shining through a catterpilar nest in the darkness of the…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
