The Chase

I chase the edge of an echo, true make-believe teasing reality. The sound of skin swimming in sin, a horizon …

The Writing Wounded

I write of darkness that inhales my light. I pen rays of hope that drown in tides of tears I …

Her Birth

    Her delicate, but beautiful tendrils of emotion sprouted from the darkest of places. 

In Her Depths

Her light glimmers She invites Ripples of infinite delight Her darkness shimmers She incites Undulations of forbidden nights **Twinkling lights …

Tonality

My passion darkens life-sustaining strokes raw from grating against the barbed cage of feigned normalcy   My emotions stain the …

Penetration

His fingers traced her sighs. Every exhale giving him life. His lips stole her words. Every syllable feeding his desire. …

There is much more to fear … than fear.

*I am not a young writer, but I took the advice anyway. My duality is a weapon of destruction. The …

Fire Alarm

The rage hides to seek  passionate complacency My fire needs darkness to burn

Dinner Date

All of us have demons that darken our days on occasion. Some of us have learned how to stab them …

What Dream May Come …

Dreams drape the darkness with silken lace I peek through the face of time, a velveteen race to a halted …