When the curtains of night fallOver the sky, you join meBeneath the covers. Your hair,A feathery, blond down, drapesOver my shoulder, and your gossamer touch Slips across my skin as a shadow Shifts across the floor. When I shut My eyes, you speak to me in a coo.Scents of heather and rose hipBillow from your … More In My Head
Like searching backwardsInto the ever-fleeting past,Memories bright,But dimmer every day.Like gazing forwardsOver the boundless, blue sea,Where the sun setsOn crystal islesKnown only to the sand and surf.Like staring up,Beyond the black void,Where the star ways swirlInto glimmering formsWhose beautyNeither mind nor hand can grasp…Darling, I look at you.
Since then, the air tastes Of mince pies And mulled wine. Winter snow, Skin white, Tickles my nose With a faint, floral perfume. Since then, the sky glows A glossy rouge, and the streets Curve like a woman’s thighs. The sparrows sing In girlish trills, and the doves Talk in a lover’s whisper. Since then, … More All the World Makes Me Think of You
Your touch Lights a flame Whose drunken tongue Slides across my chest, Whose feverish hands Grasp me In a hot embrace. You ask me Why I’m silent. But your words Are half-deafened By the crackle of fire In my veins. I feel it Smolder in my skin And stifle My breath. You gaze down With … More Your Touch
GASP! Did you say free? Yes, I did kiddies. My book Becoming God is on sale, and by sale, I mean it’s free until this Thursday. If you’re looking for an action-packed science fiction novel, why not get Becoming God? It’s a quick read, and did I mention free? Make sure to give me a rating on … More Who Wants a Free Book?
Ever since Pride and Prejudice rocked the English world with its drama and scandal, sappy romance stories have dominated a huge share of the market. Meanwhile, masterpieces like Robert Penn Warren’s All the King’s Men (damn, I love that book) get muted responses. No one’s ever heard of the book or the author. But, Nicholas Sparks and … More You’re All Idiots and I Love You
I’ve got to do some self-promotion. Can you blame me? 😉 Torn between lingering emotion for his recently departed fiancée and quick, blooming passion for a young waitress, Craig Winters struggles to make sense of his stubborn, but fickle heart. Consumed by heartbreak and internal conflict, Craig sinks into a bout of depression. And although … More Listlessly