. T’ai-je jamais demandé La moindre chose? Le moindre sourire, Le moindre soupir, Le moindre baiser Soufflé Par delà l’abîme Qui nous sépare? T’ai-je jamais demandé La moindre chose? Le moindre pacte, Le moindre serment, La moindre promesse D’un sentiment En garde, Partagé… T’ai-je jamais demandé? Non, Alors laisse-moi T’aimer en silence Discrètement Et à…… Continue reading T’ai-je jamais demandé?
. Boiling thoughts, I blame Summer… You say my name And I hear thunder, Lightning strikes And strikes again While I wish For a wandering hand… Running up My burning thigh Will you be my fix, My personal high? Hurricane me Without a notice, It is high season For perfect bliss! Faster, faster Tease this…… Continue reading The perfect storm…
. When I touch myself Whilst thinking of you, I forget who These hands belong to… Eyes closed, dear Muse I seek your smell, I crave your voice I miss your silhouette! Yet again, my imagination Vastly suffices To raise me slowly but surely Closer to paradise… These growling moans All bear your name, You…… Continue reading When I touch myself…
. Sexy’s not usually Part of my vocabulary… But it so sticks to you, No matter who. You mumble, I stutter But don’t we connect? Our kindred feelings Are as good as it gets… Do you sometimes feel My lips pressed against mine As real as I feel It? Do you sometimes Wonder? What it…… Continue reading Sexy…
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. Oh Love, Greet me again With your softest sigh… Your warm breath Tickles my neck, my lower back And my thighs… I need to disconnect From our world Even if just for a short moment. Make me feel Like a woman, Like a Lady, not a cunt. Make me forget All the wrong in…… Continue reading Soft sigh…
I was invited (well, not personally, but still…) to join the Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date, years before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I…… Continue reading Hawt! (Late… July 16th FFF)
. . Don’t you wantTo brushA curious fingerAcross my soft petals?Let your noseBe guided ByMy vibrant fragrance?Aren’t you,Tempted, to stepOne step closerTo my carnivorous heart?While, withA thousand Tender tendrils,I strap myselfOnto you? I’ll onlyWarn you once…Don’t you dareCome any closer! Meek attempt at Fandango new Story Starter Challenge.
I was invited (well, not personally, but still…) to join the Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date, years before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I…… Continue reading Pillow talk… (June 25th FFF)
She entered her apartment, pushed the door closed and locked it. Home sweet home! There was no better feeling than coming back to her little cozy nest, after a long day of working. Still carrying her big kaki duffle bag over her shoulder, she threw the keys on the coffee table on her way to…… Continue reading Jack… – FFFC
Cyranny's Cove 