PhantaceePoor attempt on alternate literature
The stiff neck that she gazed upon, was throbbing with an ache under the skin. A body strong and tall, worn to a point of exhaustion no one knew. Steady strides hide the pain, brisk wide strokes to reduce the drag. A little heart with strong beats, overworked beyond its wits. Seamless flow in his…Continue readingTireless Passion
​Gradual onset, first of warmth. Indulge of calm, smitten slurs. Growth in length, expansion of area. Jolts be felt, from the down. Flashes, pulses, urges the exhale. Breaths drawn, in loud silence. Gentle buzzing, within front of mind. Wild beats of heart, rising unknown waist. Yearning more, of that fear. Wanting all, but not beyond.…Continue readingMeaning
The little finger dance, across your burly chest. Not exactly firm, with a bit of fats. She walks them down your ribs, right over your heart. The little trimmed nails cut, leaving marks on your skin. Not exactly deep, but enough for you to want more of it. Going down the bouncy tum, hopping over…Continue readingDancing Trail
A clench of her fist, sent nails into the flesh. Underneath the glowing red, wrapped in the palest beige. Pain, she guessed right, a fetish brought by plight. A shiver of my hips, sent a smile across her face. Guided by lust and play, she nailed the tip, with her thumb in place. Quickly, my…Continue readingTight Fisted
She whom not knew, worked right beside. The unknown forces of words, were the only knowledge she had. A curiosity bounded by the circumstances of ‘chance’. And by ‘chance’, she saw the familiar layout. One that is unmistakable, with four images on the side. Causing her to ask, who I really am. The mind of…Continue readingWishful Desire