Wanting Stories

Watching In the shadow of darkness As candlelight dance So very close Heated air on skin Making nerve endings come alive Waiting  In aww of excitement Feeling  As hearts join as one Knowing Time stands still Now and Forever              

Inspired by the Grass Roots Song: Midnight Confessions She saunters to the table, wearing that little black dress that she knows I love to see on her. Her smile tells me that the drink in her hand isn’t her first. It’s comfortable, relaxed, happy, and not just a little flirtatious. The music in the background is soft, but evident and her hips sway unconsciously to it’s rhythm. “Are you just going to sit there all night? O...

This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere it has been stolen. Once in a blue moon, I glimpse a special soul, Reflections of myself, A sense of being home. Once in a blue moon, Dancing in the moonlight, Rapture, adoration, Imaginary love. Once in a blue moon, Dreaming of being one, Wishes, dreams, magic, Set sail across the sea. Once in a blue moon, Grasping, yet un-reaching, To touch, to s...

A shooting star at midnightSoars across my universe.A stream of light across the sky;The celestial essence of you. A parallel universe;Two opposite realms;A transitory moment;A glimpse of you. I ache for you,The impossible dream,A hidden secret locked away.The key was lost long ago. The dream will never be.Never discovered.Never mine.Never ours. Trapped in the hell between two worlds,The abyss has captured me.Impassioned...

Here in my lonely heart, Betwixt that narrow moment of light and shadow Wherein lies the truth that is me. Across the blue expanse, in that open space of nothingness Where angels fall and dance across the barrenness of my enduring soul; Rests the small ember that struggles to drift away into darkness, And find within a sea of chaos a small island of tranquillity. Tranquillity? What is tranquillity in this world that roars...

Sick and twisted me Lost in deviant sin The sweet taste of salt The tangy scent of honey Sweat and skin, Water and earth. Sick and deviant me Lost in twisted delight The slap of moving flesh The growl of anguished ecstasy Gasp and breathe Air and fire. Languid soul v. roaring heart Eloquent sigh v. sordid mouth Oh yes, please, Deviant and twisted me. ~ Sweet and delicate me Masked and yet laid bare The innocence of an ang...

Your passion burns so very deep,Like secret dreams when you sleep,The passion burns so deep inside,Such deep desires that you hide,What can I do, what can I say?Let your passion come out and play.Like a wild, caged up beast,Your passions need to be released,Will it take a kiss to your lips?Or the gentle touch of my fingertips,I want you in my arms to hold,As your passions start to unfold.You've hid your passion for too lo...