Loving Stories

You find so many people are bruisingBut you, you are mostly amusingI like the way you love.You do it like a foxglove.I like the way you dance.You do it like a stance.You find so many people are runnyBut you, you are mostly funnyI love the way your hair flows,Spreading your style everywhere.You're like a style fountain.Enough zazz for a whole mountain.You find so many people are loveableBut you, you are most lovableYou're...

As we lie here in the afterglow of loving, With your head upon my shoulder, and your soft breasts  Warm against my side, I gaze again in wonder,  Upon your lovely face, so peaceful in repose,  Remembering the many times before tonight  When we have danced among the stars in ecstasy,  Our perfectly matched spirits soaring high above,  As our bodies melt and fuse into each other  In the heat of rapture, our mutual passion ...

Oh, what a world we live in,I often wonder, are we the paler twin?We pride ourselves on being superiorto all; we don't realise our inferiority. Animals, plants, insects and arachnids,We should learn from them, not flip our lids. When nothing goes our way,We don't think or pray. We simply find solutions,Often they are pollutions. Our arrogance has to end,Before the world we rend.

A word, a touch, electricity Mental image, physical reflectionA thought, a memory, toxicityPassion play, gentle direction A lust, a love, deep consumeHormonal release, endorphines rushSexual tension, pheromone perfumeThought of touch, pussies gush A kiss, a breath, rising ecstacyHands exploring, increasing heatPicturing unity mentallyConvulsing bodies without retreat The joy to bring joyThe lust to bring lustCoy answered...

I wish I was a little flea. I'd bite you every minute. I'd have a nibble, here and there, and take such pleasure from it. Perhaps, I'd nibble on your ear...crawl in and out the drum. Perhaps, I might get tired of that, and nibble on your bum! I would sleep upon the hairs, growing on your chest. Oh, lovely to be snug and warm...Underneath your vest.! I would sit upon your lips. Perhaps implant a kiss?  If I was a little fl...

my mouth is pouty today.....an invitation to your mouth to kiss me gently right at its corner,to whisper wicked and shocking thingsas you smile your teasing smile,and make love to my heart. will you come close to meand know the texture of my giggles as you breathe me into your soul? your hand slides up my arm tracing its length as lightly as a butterfly's wings.your fingers caress my throat as your other hand rests at my...

I am broken. But that's okay, I got over it a long time ago. Some times I even wonder if I was born this way, and then I remember, I wasn't fully smashed to pieces until about a year ago. But it's getting better and I'm moving on. Only there's a big dark cloud hovering over me, and it's like no matter how hard the wind blows it won't go away. And I haven't seen the sun in the longest time, I'm beginning to wonder if it's...