Feed the Need

Eclipsed by lust hidden in shadows of love. Lost in lanterns of flickering needs, but found in the wetness of … More

Blessed

I left my heart in the future of the rising sun Tears dappled in time, laughter faded in childish chimes … More

The saffron pallor of humid doubt clings to the tendrils of our words, a death destined in the glare of … More

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

When the night melts into the welcoming kiss of a new day.

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

His smile, quicksilver on a midnight sigh. Illuminating needs I thought had resigned. My skin heated in sin and savagery, … More

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

Sin smells like leather, honeysuckle blossoms, cologne that lingers on hungry skin for hours. Sin tastes like strawberry juice on … More

Time is a soldier of fortune, marching With orders to spur on battle Forcing loved ones apart in spite Sending … More