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From Moonlight to Dawn

Covered in shameThe night is a flameLighting up my darkest fears.Covered in dustDo what I mustTo walk from moonlightTo Dawn. A Taste of Stew Erotic Stories Collection A collection of short erotic stories including all 3 of the pandemic stories; previously released separately. 7 stories in all!You’ll find a wide variety of fun well writtenContinue reading “From Moonlight to Dawn”

Goldfish Chasing Rainbows

Read this rengay that David and I wrote. An interesting poet duet. 1)three little goldfisheach chasing its own current —glass holds their chaos 2)Nibble on crumbs, fool’s flotsamChase rainbows instead, for gold3)morning light —brightness flickeringon curved walls4)Disco strobe light shinesReflections of the morning Sip tea by the pond5)all that sky on the surfacemere inches inContinue reading “Goldfish Chasing Rainbows”

Winter’s Beginning Ends

The evening’s moon shone upon the newly fallen snowMy love lay beneath itFresh as the breath of a new dawn, pure white in colorNo trace of the stain of my tearsI fear to tread upon it, to mar such perfect a blanketYet the words echoThe reflection of the moon’s light pales and dims in memoryTheyContinue reading “Winter’s Beginning Ends”

With Grace I’ve Been Fed

I’ve been hungry. Not just a mere inconvenienceHunger as a presenceA dinner companion as you salivate over a slice of breadSo it is not with grace that I bless this foodBut in knowing it’s graceThat I have been fed. This was for a dVerse prompt: Pen us a poem of precisely 44 words (not countingContinue reading “With Grace I’ve Been Fed”

Ignite

Ignite the fire in my heartStart the flame Burn in my eyesI want to see you as fireBonfire of desireI stand before the flamesWatching As you turn my indifference into ashIgnite my passionLight my flameWatch as I burnInto cinders Yours to claim Audio book listener? Well check out Just One Kiss written by me, narratedContinue reading “Ignite”

Is This Not Love?

Look around you, it lays there among the clutter and mess,The tidy corners and cleaned spills.There, where dirty socks used to lay or lay still, There, where footsteps left their imprints from the rain.Is this not love?As I sit alone in the warmth of the bed where your body did layAs I sit across fromContinue reading “Is This Not Love?”

That Which Lay Beneath

“Hello Afrael.” “Hello Sir Dragon, Yeon.” “Why so formal Afrael? Your lips forget what they have kissed,” said Yeon, smiling broadly. “You were not in that form,” said Afrael. His cheeks took a slightly redder hue but his eyes remained fixed. “Would you prefer this?” asked Yeon, shapeshifting into a tall middle aged half elfContinue reading “That Which Lay Beneath”

I’m Weak

I am weak for merely, am just a manYour body I still crave though you have goneNo longer mine to set my gaze uponOver as quickly as it had beganYou rule my thoughts as only lonely canI’m small in the sight of my mirror onThe wall shining light of an early dawnMirror reflecting horrors thatContinue reading “I’m Weak”

If I Could Not Touch You

If I could never touch you again, I’d lose my will. I could not go, on or through. I’d crumble where I stood. Who could stand such cruelty? Who would do such a thing? How could I stand to look at you, knowing my hands could not feel your body again?I’d remember the feel ofContinue reading “If I Could Not Touch You”

Flower Waiting

Petals closed in sleepWinter winds over the groundFlowers hibernateWaiting for spring sunTo awaken sleeping eyesClimb up through the groundSay hello to warmthSay hello to new sunshineSay goodbye winterFlower waiting sleepsTo awaken in the spring This is from a dVerse prompt: So today, I’d like you to pen us a poem that includes some form ofContinue reading “Flower Waiting”