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Tattooed
You wrote on my skin Inked tattoos to run away In summer rains And I waited For you Reading the words Scrawled in Marker Crawling naked Only the voice of Solitude And here I wait For you Perched on...
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Safe
I don’t think it was a matter of waiting for you, waiting for you to speak, to explain, to apologize. And when he reached out and took my hand, so cliche, that, but he did, we stood in the foyer of my...
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For the Silver Foxes…
I love older men. This isn’t a new thing for me, nor a unique thing. There are many girls younger than I who have those daddy and granddaddy fetishes. What I’m speaking of isn’t in the fetish sense. I...
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Available Now
This volume contains over seventy poems, most of them written in April of this year. I find Amazon’s samples a bit disappointing, so visit us on PressBooks to read a few of my favorites from the...
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W4W #30
Procrastination “Never put off until tomorrow what may be done the day after tomorrow just as well.” Mark Twain I’ve heard it called the affliction of writers. I know, while I procrastinate probably a...
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Available Now
This volume contains over seventy poems, most of them written in April of this year. I find Amazon’s samples a bit disappointing, so visit us on PressBooks to read a few of my favorites from the...
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Safe II
“Do you mean that?” he asked. “What?” The coffee steam curled up my nose. It was pleasant. “That you don’t want what you had with him?” Some days, yes. There were moments when the longing was so...
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Remind Me
Remind me Of good times Good things Just good Of kisses And promises Whispered dreams All those Demons laying slain Of four dollar bottles Of watery wine Of hopes stronger Than the fear Remind me Of...
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1. Conversationally Speaking
“How’ve you been?” “Not great. It’s been a rough week. Is it okay to tell you that?” “Of course.” “No. You don’t really want to know. I can tell.” “Of course I do.” “You’re just saying that. No one...
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W4W #31
Trust My word today. My emotion today. Such a small word, but the implications therein! What is more difficult than the act of trusting someone with yourself? And the difficulty deepens with the item...
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Embrace
A second answer to the FFC #4, ‘loss.’ Enjoy. Rocked inside an embrace as unforgiving as lust itself. The stars fall, one at a time, then two, more, until the skies are awash with them, plummeting...
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I Want…
The room is dark. The hum of a fan, the sound of my breath. The sound of your breath, as you await me… so eager, so tempting. I will feed on you, on your hunger and your innocence, on your pussy that I...
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Renewals
A gentle reminder, today is the last day to get your flash on over at FFC. We’ve got some great entries in already, but there is no such thing as too much flash. And Kat did a great job with her...
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Misty
I like to think of you touching my skin, the silken-ness of it beneath your fingertips, your palms. The hunger in your eyes as you lust for more. I lie beneath this dark night in this dark life and...
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Fading Echoes
Relearning the steps Of an ordinary dance Without you Learning again To walk alone Without fear or sadness To hold on to self Not you To lean on the strength You’d taken away To allow the voice Of my...
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Quiet
It’s been quiet around here this week. And by ‘around here,’ I mean within the confines of my own skull. Not much going on. My creativity has taken a more visual path, as I play around with a...
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Standing Still
One day lost inside the light which was hope joy, peace Happiness bland and nothing masked over the raging roaring tumult of truth Guarded by wanton eyes mine or his two heart beats or just the one...
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Moving On
Whispered in voices Not heard before Dropping the notes Of ghostly discord Turn off your mind And follow the thought The one takes you back To all that you’ve lost Lost in his arms In the clutch of his...
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Entwine
I lose myself In the sound of my name Wrapped round your tongue As you ask For me, only me Beautiful feeling, to be craved Held and tasted Wasted in an Embrace unyielding Gentle and shielding The...
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Intimacy
Have you ever really been intimate with someone? No, I said. I’ve whispered around the edges of it, skated over the skin of it, traced its outline. But no, not until you. What’s different about me? I...
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