Xebec
Motion… Not so much rocking as softly rolling. A sensate lullaby of ship-water movement slowly waking me to powerfully charged awareness. Sensation… Texture. Scent. Crisp-soft sheets and cool not-yet-dawn air… Read more »
Tag: Dream
Hot
I am aching and swollen, slick with desire, lethargic from sleep, burning inside and out from hot fevered dreams. Not quite awake, not yet aware. The barrier between dreamscape and… Read more »
I’m On Fire
My honeyed syrup drips, sticky sweet, coating my sugared walls, coaxing your fingers further inside where their scissoring tease pulls forth my dripping wet. My heart beats a two-syllable tattoo… Read more »
Flying is throwing yourself at the ground and missing.
by Kanienke (Ganien) This is the second post in a guest series titled Falling or Flying. See here for more info. . . I’m a little bit scared of heights… Read more »