NaPoWriMo: #8 Pussy
Pussy Dear pussy, what would I do without you, I couldn’t lure, capture or woo a cock, maybe more or even a furry little kitty what would I do, dear pussy, without you! ~ Pea ~x~ Filed under:...
View ArticleNaPoWriMo: #9 Erato & Cloud Number Nine
Erato & Cloud Number Nine ~ Here I sit upon cloud number nine.. I tried all of the other clouds.. They weren’t half as comfy as mine.. You see, I am the muse of erotic poetry My name is Erato.. I’m...
View ArticleWickedWednesday45: The Rainbow
THE RAINBOW... Their eyes followed the perfectly formed arc gently suspended in mid~air by invisible ropes their fingers tightly entwined between them cool water droplets splash onto fevered skin...
View ArticleNaPoWriMo: #10 The Fog
Let the fog consume me Let it creep within a hair’s breadth Let me see the light beyond it Let the dense, calm me Let it purge me of all guilt Let it grasp my lungs and take me Let it take the air and...
View ArticleNaPoWriMo: #11 Soak
Drip drip drip goes the tap, right onto my big toe.. I lay here, eyes closed and boobs a~floating Washing the day away in anticipation of my Beau The sound of silence gently poked by Schubert The air...
View ArticleWickedWednesday #51: The Wedding Flowers
The Wedding Flowers ‘Rose, you’re reflecting under her chin again, nudge down here beside me a little more’ ‘Oh Lily, but I wanted to eye the vicar again, he’s such a cutie!’ ‘It’s a bit chilly in...
View ArticleWickedWednesday #52: Daydream
Daydream Wednesday and 9.am ticks by, the day has only just begun in her office she daydreams, swaddled by a ray of sun of bagels, cream cheese, coffee and a cherry~iced bun of fucking and deep urges...
View ArticleWicked Wednesday ~ Lost love..
Lost Love just like in a sci fi movie, time stopped things seemed to suspend in mid-air the keys she’d thrown onto the side and the cat that pounced on the last stair ~ with a blink, life returns...
View ArticleRound Like a Circle in a Spiral…
Full Circle.. ~ ~ falling hard, not unlike the first acorn to rebelliously break free gravity inevitably lends a fierce forced hand under intense inspection the ripples of its connection with earth a...
View ArticleNaPoWriMo: #4 An Ode to Tea
An Ode to Tea Dear delicious steaming mug of tea I cradle you oh so sleepily My amber liquid sanctuary My early morning nectar So much so in fact I may affectionately call you hector A soul could so...
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