In the Mood

*I guess one cannot be a tempest without being a bit temperamental. I have times of rich darkness, sultry naughtiness, … More

Honestly Unveiled

She couldn’t let go of the hand that retreated, keeping pieces of her heart Invisible chain clanking in the winds, … More

Hidden by antiquated veil scars seep foreign poison acidic trail leads to no where Voices in passionate tongue taunt … More

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

I have many internal feuds. Naughty vs. Nice. Dark vs. Light. Work vs. Pleasure. Past vs. Present vs. Future. Writing … More

I woke to kisses of dew fragrant with dreams of you ©06/2019

Kiss away the ache, within the confines of our homey cages we quake. Our eyes speak in volumes our hearts … More

Her smile glows in blues Turquoise sighs and denim dreams She becomes the sea Written as a senryu

Silken skeins of dreams caress our topography A map of lost fantasy

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