Quaking
Quaking Though you are not with me I can fell you Though your skin isn't pressed to my lips I can smell you All of you Your body and skin call out to me in writhing need Oh, that wonderful scent of iron That ever sweet, rusty, life source My...
Poem for Children Wishing to Summon Evil Spirits
On Hallow's Eve, beneath the sky Take the implements described To some obscure, untraveled place, The knife, the flame, the words to say. A pentagram would surely do, But pick which symbol pleases you And draw it out with steady care, Then...
Where Land Meets Water - Chapter 4
Another weekend went by in a flash. It was simply amazing how fast time seemed to flow when you had something fun to keep your mind busy. And it was fun, Kramer thought as he walked through the forest, his arms strained from the heavy cases he carried...
A Taste for It
A Taste for It * * * She was waiting on the couch for me when I came home. Naked of course, she says that it lets her rusty fur dry naturally and stay soft and shiny. Unless someone comes calling, there's really nothing to complain...
Taste
Preachers, and prophets, push truth like drugs. My mind feels gross like slimy slugs. I'm confused, and used, so used, so, can't I sleep forever tonight? I'm too tired tonight, and I've fucked up again. Desire over chastity, I don't think Anne...
Zhaiothe Part 1 - The Taste Of Regret
**Zhaiothe Act 1 - The Taste Of Regret ** **By Dexdor** The rain was heavy. First one of the spring, but it kept the air outside cold. As if the sky told everyone below that it was night. The Sun has turned in, and so shall you all. It swept the...
Bobby 02 - Up Close
Bobby Orr looked out of the master bedroom's window. It was a large window, more something that you'd see in a living room, rather than a bedroom. He liked being able to look out, and he didn't care who might be able to look in, or what they might...
burning thoughts
eyes floating in my mind lost in my thoughts of your beautiful skin, feeling your taste and sound run through me as i think of your eyes still staring at me in my mind burning a hole into my soul
Starry night
Across the dim room a silhouette Inviting me with it's eyes to the bed A thousand and one starry night Couldn't compare to your gentle touch A ballad of tastes and smells A rush of blood, a haze of breath Your chest raises, a sound of...
An Acquired Taste
"What compels someone to spend their nights... in a place like this?" Those words ring through your mind as you watched the exit doors to the new and improved Freddy Fazbear's pizza megaplex hastily close, trapping you inside. Sure, it's odd for a...
Tasting Shadows
New Eternity awaited. It wasn't the most popular club around, but it catered to a certain clientele. Just getting there involved weaving through several shady back streets and even an alley or two. Cherno's hooves splashed through the puddles forming...
The first taste
**This is a story for art collab that I've done with Tastywyrm** **Description:** Exhausted with Tawyr's constant wet dreams while she is trying to get some shut-eye, Asharya concludes that it is time she slakes Tawyr's irritating infatuation with...