creation

In the darkness
Thick liquid shadows spill across our room
Silent ocean waves of fluid silhouettes
Splash against the walls
The absence of colour is vivid Continue reading

Story: Opportunity knocks – pt 1

So here’s my new story. Its one where you get involved and decide what happens. At the end of each chapter you can vote on the three options that present themselves to the main character. Voting lasts for 4 days. The option with the most votes is where the story goes next. It’s your call, it’s your story – you decided.

Opportunity Knocks – pt 1

Nkechi pushed her key into the door and stumbled into her flat which opened its arms and blanketed her in a cosy warm embrace. It was Friday and she was glad and amazed she had made it through the week as the 9-5 plantation was working her name was Kizzy. 5 business presentations, 4 networking events, 3 business lunches, 2 new projects to start and what felt like 1,000 meetings; she loved working in media but demanding was not the word for her job.

She dropped her handbag and kicked off her black Kurt Geiger shoes as she relished in the relief of being in her newly acquired flat. It had been only been 1 week since she moved in and while it was new and still needed work, if felt familiar and comforting. As she walked along the hall way she pulled her white fitted shirt out her black pencil skirt and undid the buttons. She walked passed the full length mirror and caught a glimpse of her side profile. She smiled to herself as she could now see why Mabel was teasing her about trying to give the men in the office whiplash. Her fitted Zara skirt did somehow make her ample behind seem even more so, it was like a booty wonderbra. She burst out loud at her own silliness and wondered into her living room. Continue reading

late night love pt1

Late night silence blankets our room
The faint glow of our bedside lamp creates on warm halo of light by our bed
Moonlight silently cascades through our window
All is tranquil
Wrapped in sleeping spoon shapes
Human origami
We fold into each other
My chest against your back
Knees folded onto the hollow of yours
you stir
Move
press your back against me
Crumbled sheets
A sea of white linen waves
Skin soft flint sparks the midnight flame of half awake passion
Body to body contact generates heat Continue reading

In that moment

In that moment of release

The pinnacle of tension

That point of internal explosion

Time stands still

I become paralyzed

Dumbstruck

Suffocated by confusion

Smothered in a think layer of submission

I am reduced to the one sensation of feeling

My brain is coloured in a spectrum of urgently violent passive surrender

I expel an ocean of sound

A rainstorm of thunderous frequency

Reduced to four letter expletive

And blasphemous praise

I spin

Fall

Fly

And become static all in one

Convulsive-spasm

Move me

Staccato co-ordination

I endure this each time

You make me cum

Let’s … (until)

Let’s fuck till we become motionless
A blur of deep thrust
frantic grinding of movement
Let’s fuck til we moan so hard and loud our vocal cords forget how to create any other sound
Let’s fuck til we become addicted
Hooked on the endorphins of pussy meet dick spasms
Let’s fuck til we make time stand still.
Until we become contortionists
Let’s fuck until we sweat fatigue and leave a salty taste of musk, pussy juice and passion on our skin
Until our spines become intertwined
Let’s fuck vicious and hard til it becomes soft and tender
Until pleasurable profanities become the natural way we converse
Let’s fuck until we create mathematical angles
Become an equation of lust and passion
Until our senses merge and create neuron stimulation in the other 90% of our brain
Let’s fuck until we orgasm at the sight of each other
Let’s …

creative

You give me creative hard-ons
Make me want to give backshots to your intellect
Want us 69 each others imagination
Suck on the nipples imagery
Make them hard
Slow trace around them with the tongue of my vision
Lick them long with tongue strokes of sight
The curvature of your words hold me in awe
The nape of your necks thoughts call me to soft kiss them
Soft suck on them
French kiss your memories
Kiss them deep and long
Want you to ride my subconscious
Take me deep
Reach the roof of your inner self
Ride me hard
Long
Til I ejaculate my poems …

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when you …

My diaphragm
Staccato convulses
Forces
Breath to rumble up my windpipe explode out my mouth
A chorus of smooth staggered harmonies
Phonics sounds
stumble out my mouth
You make me moan
When you put me
In your mouth

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