Hibiscus Dreams
It was a fever state, hot and delirious; being in love. Love was a febrile hallucination, a trick of the mind. Lurid colors, vivid imagery, rich emotion, desperate beauty; a haunting vision that...
View ArticleDance of Von Teese
I was a shape that waits to be carved with a sculptor’s knowing hands, emerging from alabaster white into sharp relief, bright scandalous technicolor, cherries in the snow. This is who I really am. My...
View ArticleTreasure
You are a jewel within the treasure chest of my heart. You are my topaz, set in crushed red velvet. You are my secret that I have locked away. A forbidden love, too decadent to reveal. You charmed me...
View ArticleEclipse Me
Lay your celestial body over mine, lover. I succumb to darkness. I surrender my daylight to your moonlit ardor. You obliterate me with your heavenly touch; I become void. You envelop me in your cool...
View ArticleWhen I Was A Flower
I was exquisite petals. Pink, dewy, delicate. Your fingers opened me, coaxed me into full bloom, until I reddened with color, dripped with honeyed nectar, decorous with feminine plushness; a gleaming...
View ArticleYour Shadow
You left your shadow. Here with me. A dark impression of you remains, blackly radiant with your kisses, your resinous scents of oudwood and amber. Haunting enchantment; fading golden glow; whiff of...
View ArticleLost
Perhaps I was cardamom in your coffee, scent of cinnamon after too long; spice of life. Yet for you I traversed the Silk Roads, entered tribal lands, became lost. Sacred songs encircled me, of wildness...
View ArticleMoonstone
The taste of you was bone marrow on toast; decadent, animal, richness that sustains. You captivated my tongue. I craved you. Hard, mineral, smoky quartz; you were pellucid, dark, moonlight inside...
View ArticleShimmer
Sheathe me in your ardor like chiffon; tie me up in the raw silk ties of your dreams. I will wear your love like a dress, radiantly. You can touch me like lace, finger shimmery fabric of my diaphanous...
View ArticleMidnight
You tasted like midnight; moonlight. A crescent sliver that made my thighs shiver. I opened wide, your nighttime bride. You filled me with indigo sky. Mournful scry; a helpless sigh; royal blue lullaby.
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