This Flame

Moon dancing across closed eyes Your breath on my neck Your hand moving up to my thighs Getting wet with what comes next Tongues touching Fingers clutching Pinning me down There's nobody around You're my best kept secret You're my high when I'm low You're my biggest weakness Though I try not to let it … Continue reading This Flame


Pardon me I don't mean to be an imposition Impeding on your inquisition But you've put me in a position To be the bitch and Normally I wouldn't mind the friction But the old you I've been missing Read about it in this diction Reminiscing on the past High on love we said would last … Continue reading Tiptoeing