Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
The only sound the ticking of the key wound clockas her tears slip, dripping down to her beating heartthe room a somber grey, time to her has stoppedfor he has gone and torn their sacred world apart His presence fills the space as a… Continue Reading “Paint”
I looked for you today, I thought I saw your face there amongst the wintry clouds But when I looked again, they became another memory covered in tattered grey shrouds Then came the ache of missing you, harsh as the brilliant sun shining through… Continue Reading “Tattered Grey”
And do you know my darling your fiery caress fuels this flame as my imagination leapsthe thrill of exploring your manly heat with my wanton searching lips, feeling your heart beat, beat, beatdesire unleashed, unencumbered, becomes a howling tumid beastyearning and aching for a… Continue Reading “To Savor Passion”
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