Stroking oh so gentle The sweet caress of your fingers through my hair Cotton rub shirts entangle Entranced in peeling viscose layers Discarded to the ground like shedded skin A kiss is worth a thousand words I, honoured to be gifted A beautifully written novel Décolletage, belly, tender thigh's apex Blessed with its words Fistfuls …
Clamp slick walls Interlaced fingers Rest serene behind your head Rise...fall...rise...fall... Ride with the rhythm of your breath Against the powerful chest underneath me How I adore to see your pleasure Milking tighter to every moan Every yearning whisper Take our time to enjoy the other Time cease stone dead to us Slow riding, exploring …
Just when I thought I'd failed to get your attention, I look behind my shoulder to see you following me. A sly, sexy smile tickles along your lips while you undress me with those dark eyes. Stalking like an animal on the prowl, toying with its prey. I feel my hips instinctively sway all the …
Entwine my words with your lips Encase me in steel curtain' arms Protecting valiant, true heart so dear Words maketh a man so they say Yet actions speak louder than words Such juxtaposition and jargon Compared to the true radiance I feel Bursting from your chest Cocooning us under soft, linen sheets Tell me my …
It's been said that the eyes are the windows to the soul. You can learn a lot about someone through their eyes. I love eye contact. If someone is maintaining eye contact (and not glazing over) they're interested in what you have to say. It's connecting, it's bonding and aside from that, eyes are just …
Becoming Violet Grey 