Secret Fairytale

She’s a good girl. This to be true, as said
actions, defining words that strum from heart to head.
The direction it takes, comes from within
could it be up, towards the eyes or down in naughty sin.
To see, what simply is a picture, lit by Franklins light
as much as it belongs to the sun that sits up high.
Fallen, for a vision who dwells afar, her intoxicating fragrance
invades, a lonely soul with grace and elegance.


“Baby. I’m drunk on you” said with passion and flare
that rises to the occasion, partaking in a one night affair.
Pleasure thyself, as a voice echoes clear with instruction
Topping the moment, while the other diddles to eruption.
Bells invention, that brings two people together
airwaves carry, two passing ships who tether.
Embracing each other, to the sounds of swooning sails
the image of spooning a pillow, sharing a secret fairytale.


Image InvasionΒ 

A single thought brought on, the dawn of a new light.
From a whisper that turned to a twister.
Boiling boiling, bubbling bubbles.
Temperature rising, crying sweat from fucking.
Dewy flesh sticky and gummy.
With every rub and slide the ride gets slippery.
Hands that travel the distance in a flash, a heavy metal crash.
Slow it down on the curves, watching the sexy, as she serves.
Fuck me for saying, this image invasion is electrifying.
Just like rhythm and blues, up and down beats with wah-wah-wah’s.
Kisses likes ships that sail across the body and.
A tongue that’s a rudder, controlling the flow of water.
Dive into her valley, where the joy of life is created.
Her flowering bloom, ripe for the pickings.
A lick that parts her folds like Moses did to water.
Free the people to live to love in harmony.
The penetration is deep at this exact moment.
Just when the eyes connect, as if looking into a mirror.
The reflection you see is your own identity.
If you fuck up this thing called love.
All you need to do is look in that mirror.
And blame the one you see.


An Ode to Fuck

I had to share…
To be acquainted with a new soul has become a desire of mine.  Like finding a treasure.  Miss Emily C at poetgirlem is that find.  Her writing tells stunning stories….head over, get acquainted yourself and meet an awesome person.

There should be no likes here, link to Emily and plant it there πŸ™ 

A peek into my mind of 7 years ago…It’s fair to say that while my poetry is much deeper these days, not much has changed… ********************* fuck me with intention fuck me with conviction fuck me with passion fuck me with ambition fuck me on a whim fuck me skin to skin fuck me deep […]

Are You Ready?

He sits across his lady
She stares into his eyes
She wants him badly
Badly enough to cry
He smiles
She sighs
He whispers…

I will devour you
Caress every inch of flesh
Taste the sweet sweat that pours from your skin
Untangle your limbs to open wide
Invade every crevice with lust
Fill every portal with love
Pull your hair
Bruise with kisses
Mark with bites
Weigh you down with every thrust



I see you biting your lip
Rocking in your chair
I can smell you filling the air
Stop your fidgeting
Or I wont come there
Where you will sit listening
To every word I say
And absorb the heat
That my breath sends your way
Words that you hear
Igniting the images in your head
Driving mad
Thoughts evolving
From gentle touching
To full on fucking

Here I sit
Teasing you with words
Brush strokes that coat a canvass of flesh
Tingling with little girl delight
At the thought of making passionate love
All through the night

He sits across his lady
She stares into his eyes
She wants him badly
Badly enough to cry
He smiles
She sighs
He whispers…

Are you ready?


Temptation of Man ~ a collaboration

From the blackest sky filled with stars
It moved, it swirled, it, tilted
Stopped in the dead of tracks
Taken like a deer in headlights
Fingers stretched out under the glow
Eyes, that light and captures sight
A voice trails from an echo that twirls from the tail

Clearer, its tone comes to ear as it gets nearer
Ethos of the past cultivating in sounds
A profound sense of familiarity, tumbling down
Shadows twist, shift and drift, in and out
Of my consciousness holding dark desires
Transfixed by the eye of calmness, as it rages on
A tornado of debris moves all around me

Impending decapitation or awaken from a dream
Bow to me, you sorrowful man, look and see
My eyes reveal the pleasures that are free
Your soul, is the single, one price you’ll pay
Wear the crown, draped in the finest silks
Drink wine made of berries and grapes
Feast on a table set with silver and crystal
Dance with a maiden whom you’ll take to bed
Step out of your head and shed the dread
Don’t be remiss in this duty to seal your fate
Have a taste of the divine powers bestowed
Below, where juices freely flow in your wake
It is your right, take heed until thirst is slaked
Sow seeds in trenches, watch destiny unfold
As mysteries are exposed, relish in taboos told
In her docile acquiescence disrobe with control

Stepping forward, a shaking hand is clasped
One to the light of a shadow cast
The other to a faith where hope would last
Senses have been picked apart
Luring a fragile heart
A lamb among the wolves greet
Those who bear the fruit of deceit

When you take my soul, will I be happy?
Only time will tell, this could turn out badly
You’ll have partake and seek your own peace
Rivaled in the fantasy of your day dreams
To know what it means to touch and feel
Another’s comfort against the night screams
It’s real, now go forth into the abysmal that steals

A Collaboration ~ Wetbliss and Ax

Blessed again to unite with a dear friend. Those of you who know, know, Wet Bliss is a poetess with a golden tongue, whose lips are ruby red from biting down. her erotica is soft and hard, takes the extremes into blissful dreams. dont think its all naughty spice. she can draw lines that make you think and drag your ass through the dark streets.
This collaboration has a little of everything. i hope you all enjoy.
please visit Wet Bliss (enter here)

M’Bliss, thank you again, another bit of my heart heals, thanks to you.

Thoughts of You

Between here and there,
the space is filled,
with an ache to touch,
to feel,
to be.

Embraced by the breath,
that escapes from a yearning,

Letting go,
of haves and have nots,
for the sake of falling,
into a moment of want.

Spiraling sensations,
that tingles,
in the pit of a belly that hungers.

A thirst for a kiss,
never had
but wished it to be.

Soaked to the bone,
as a tempest invades,
the mere ecstasy of desire.

Sending every fiber,
that vibrates and twitches,
every muscle,
uncontrollably insane.

Driving mad,
the chances lost,
that could have been,
with thoughts of you.


The Slave i/ii (a erotic duet)

She stood in the dark shadows out of sight
Feeling a curious awareness watching and wanting
Boldly, she stepped in to the night ray of light
Toward him exposing natural bare curves flaunting

When he saw her standing there he fell
And when she moved, the blood rushed to his head
It didn’t take any time to fall under her spell
She showed his soul, the desire in her eyes, burning red

An internal wild fire raged within his hopeless cage
Desperate to be released to feed the beasts appetite
She unlocked the deviant servant to have her way
Forced his lips against her wet swollen delight

His nostrils flared taking in her flowing scent
It filled his mind, his eyes wide with hunger
Bowing to her need, his tongue lashing out, hell bent
Her pleasing moans echoing, growing louder

One leg slung over shoulder, both hands in his hair
Head tilted back howling at the moon, a wicked attack
She lavished every second and would treat him fair
Once he drank her love down there’d be no going back

Intoxicating, getting drunk with every gulp
He drank and drank her elixir of lust
Sucking hard, licking her ass to cunts frothy pulp
Squeezing her thighs, a vice, gripping to bust

He greedily licked her throbbing, moist and juicy cunt
Thrust against the flat, smoothness of his meaty tongue
She commanded his fingers, one in the back, two in front
Her thighs closed convulsively as a sudden climax wrung

Gushing, fluids squirting, nothing less of carnal sin
His Mistress lay spent; legs spread he thought of taking her
She eyed her pet, no-no she says with a devilish grin
She rose above her kneeling slave, pointing with a blur

An iron cage appeared and she said, My Pet, in you go
You sipped the wine of Venus, come give me a kiss
With his fate eternally sealed, she’d first teach him control
And guided him in by rampant, inflamed, purple-prick

He donned the steel of chastity
She snapped the brass lock in place
To keep securely for herself, what is hers, his virginity
Mistress bid a goodnight and shut the door in his face

to be continued…slave

Erotic Words in Poetic Form
By WetBliss and Ax

an intro really isn’t needed as I’m sure you all know WetBliss,
what a blessing to be invited by such a talent. one of the very first blogs I followed when i joined wp…never would i have thought it possible to write with her let alone anyone. truly grateful and honored. Thank you WB

please go visit WetBliss (linked above) and give her your support. she rocks it hard with every word and line, to create a sensual mystical piece of art.