A bit of an image. 18 and over only please – Mildly F/F
Midnight. The moon hangs full and low. Heavy, fecund. Silvery light caresses flesh like a physical touch. Magnolia hangs in my nose, seducing my senses. Stepping forward I take your breasts in my hands. Their weight tantalizes. Tongues slide together, mixing with soft sighs. Rising on the air like music.
July 30th, 2007 at 2:40 pm · Link
INcredibly seductive Lauren! This line filled my nose with a memory of scent:
“Magnolia hangs in my nose, seducing my senses.”
July 30th, 2007 at 3:49 pm · Link
Awesome snippet. “Silvery light caresses flesh like a physical touch”, and the sighs “rising in the air like music”. Lovely.
July 30th, 2007 at 4:44 pm · Link
Great imagery even though I’m not much of an F/F fan.
July 30th, 2007 at 9:31 pm · Link
the magnolia sets the scene so well
July 30th, 2007 at 10:24 pm · Link
I always love your poems. So sensual.
July 31st, 2007 at 1:06 am · Link
Beautiful Imagery in there.
July 31st, 2007 at 4:56 pm · Link
Yep. That’s poetry, all right.
Nicely done, darling. VERY nicely done.