Back to it...

Several people have asked me if I still write.  Yes, I do.  I just haven't updated the site or shared them with anyone.  Writing never stops when writing is life.  I love to express my feelings on pen and paper, via notes on my phone, or here on my blog. 

Do understand, there are may forms of writing other than erotic.  I know some of you appreciate the erotic stories more than anything, however; I have been going through so much in life over the past years that may not fit in that category.  So if you want to know me, know all of me. 

I am continuously under construction...

The breakup

His boom boom tap tap drew me in 

After I swore I'd never let another 

boom tap me again 

But that 808 was banging 

Beats so divine 

I kissed the vibration 

Devoured the rhythm 

And for a moment it all was fine 

My body was satisfied 

With the hammering of his percussion 

But my heart & soul yearned 

For an insightful discussion

No longer would I settle 

For rhymes, beats, and no meaning 

I left hip hop for R&B 

And found all that I was fiending 

- written 1/20/13 at 6:44pm after hearing A$AP Rocky's "Fucking Problem" 

A rose

All of the pretty flowers in the garden 

I spread my petals & let the morning dew hit me just so 

And I'm begging 

"pick me" 

The fragrant bouquet has all of the bees buzzing 

Enticing all within sniffing distance of our scent 

But you have to come closer to realize I don't smell the same 

All the more reason for you to 

"Pick me" 

Yes I have thorns 

And sometimes I prick 

But the pleasure I'll bring 

Is worth the stick 

Pick 

Me... 

I see the lust in your eyes 

You staring at my thighs 

And when I come your way 

How fast your nature rise 

You want to kiss my lips 

Place your hands on my hips 

Devour my beyond 

And get drunk off the sips 

You'd like to pull on my hair 

As your body takes me there 

Feel my lips on your neck 

And hear my moans in your ear 

It's better than you imagined 

It's a grand as your dreams 

It's sweeter than honey 

Baptized in my stream 

Missing U

Craving you 

Wanting you near 

Willing to give 

All you can bear 

Lusting your soul 

Feigning your heart 

Hating every 

Moment apart 

Rain

Every time it rains 

you will think of me

The day you experienced 

pure ecstasy 

The rhythmic sound 

gently tapping on my window pane

And the heartbeats of two friends

 lost & found again

Holding me close 

labored breaths in tune

Feelings of what could be 

filling up the room

We don't speak

Shallow exhales, inhales deep

Enjoying pure bliss

 as we both fall asleep

Volatile

I shouldn't want his kisses

I shouldn't yearn his love 

It's too much pressure in knowing 

It's he I'm always thinking of 

He feels so constricted

He simply wants to breathe 

Sometimes we can love someone so much

That we force them to leave