Tag Archives: writing
The Truth of Savagery
Thin fingertips traced the phone gently, eyeing the tiny light that flashed, that whispered in a hateful voice that she hadn’t been home, hadn’t been back, hadn’t checked the messages. Relax, he tried to tell himself, wanting to be able … Continue reading
Ferocity Bleeds Through
This love’s ferocity bleeds through with an itch reserved most often only for the shadowthings that scritch behind eyes leaving tiny smoking clawtrails. I have not loved like this in a thousand lifetimes. I have not known any bliss such … Continue reading
when I go
When I go, darling, when I go, touch me ‘fore you lay me down to sleep, with the blue, blue satin at my head, and the blue, blue stockings on my feet. When I go, darling, when I go, kiss … Continue reading
Wouldn’t Be That Long
At her mercy, he found himself curious, he found himself aroused, he found himself amazed. He wasn’t aware of the power he had over her, though he knew by the smell, the taste of her, that she wanted it as … Continue reading
Wouldn't Be That Long
At her mercy, he found himself curious, he found himself aroused, he found himself amazed. He wasn’t aware of the power he had over her, though he knew by the smell, the taste of her, that she wanted it as … Continue reading