I can see you sitting across from me. Your eyes were dark and eerie. But there was nothing about you that screams danger. Your stance was high but the way the calmness of your stance starts to still me. You’re alone at the piano. The quickness of your fingers and the soulful music you were ...

The heat from your lips starts to warm my body from within, I arch my back from your gentle touch, The restraints kept me in place, I’m bounded to this bed by your aching love and your gentle touch.

I have been thinking about how the world is changing and how as a person I have changed over the years. A decade ago, if I wasn’t in school or actively speaking with someone, I had headphones on my head. I would always replace them in a matter of hours when they shorted out or ...

I’ve been stuck in this void, A deep void that sends me into madness, I’ve been kept silent, Silent like the deep night sky, I’ve been afraid all my life, Afraid that I might do something wrong, I’ve been stuck my whole life…

Firm hands steady anxious hips with moist lips awaiting quivering kisses   Press your face against my lace and let my body sing   Precision with little hesitation sets the disposition   Insatiable craving yet slightly moistened anticipating powerful rumbling   Passion rips through her quietness, allowing soft purrs to escape moist lips   Press ...

I long for you in the shadows dream of you at night   Wonder what you’re thinking and if your day is alright   I long to snuggle up with you and keep you warm at night   Long to be your coffee cups that kiss your lips just right   Or replace that shiny ...

My heart to you, Is very much like the sea, The storms of my feelings for you, Flows around you like a huge tidal wave, In its depth, I’m washed over by your passionate love, My heart to you, It is like a seasoned ocean of blue…

It’s your vivid history that brings me to you, Your compassion for life has made me fall in love with you, What’s above the sky is your gentle heart and your eyes, What’s below is your erotic touch and your sultry voice, The soft temper of your being, Is what brings me to you, What I love deeply ...

To my high school English teachers, Tonight I attended the senior Academic Awards Banquet with my younger sister, where I saw each of you receive a letter (or three) as a mentor. I wanted to add one. So here is a letter from a former student who sat in your classrooms a decade ago. It’s ...