The Valkyrie and The Legend III (Final Stand)

The Valkyrie and The Legend III (Final Stand)

The Valkyrie approached "The Black Tower" where The Beast of Legend resided. "The Black Tower" tall and solid. No weak spots, cracks or crevices for even the tiniest particle to penetrate. Yet the Valkyrie was drawn to the treasure locked inside. A treasure more precious than anything in existence. The fractured heart of The Legend.

The Valkyrie came unarmed and raw, to present her pure intentions. Her intentions of only to love The Legend, wholeheartedly and without prejudice. While most shyed away from his darkness, the Valkyrie reveled in the "Multifacet" of The Legend. Loving the exquisite jagged edges of him. She felt more connected to him than any predecessor. The Legend became her "Addiction" her "Bello". Still The Legend would not yield to the Valkyrie's unconditional love. Leaving her on the outside of "The Black Tower" wishing, praying there was "The Window" for her to catch a glimpse of the treasure within.

If only she could graze her fingertips along the cracks of The Legend's fractured heart. Let her love seep inside to assist in mending and healing his pain.

Taking as gentle steps as the Valkyrie could muster. Treading with the utmost respect for The Legend's state of being. Never with the intention of erasing the memory of his beloved, late queen. In fact desiring to join in rejoicing her memory. All the Valkyrie found was The Legend finding solace in his state of reclusion. Extremely reluctant to allow love to florish again.

Without warning, The Legend drew his mighty blade and plunged it straight into the heart of the Valkyrie. Her love went unrequited. A cold and swift strike, yet her death was anything but.

As The Legend withdrew his cold blade. The Valkyrie's warm blood sprayed upon his face. Her love, her soul hemorrhaging on barren ground. Still her heart continued to beat. She breathed through the pain, longing to hold on. Hold on to the belief in love. The Legend never looking back at the damage he'd done. His chin dripping with the Valkyrie's blood. Never hearing her final words she took with her last breath. "I love you, still"

Another grave to decorate The Legend's courtyard.


"The Black Tower" poem can be read on God-work-sleep.blogspot.com
All other poems can be found on lovescorner.blogspot.com  

Forever Stained

Forever Stained

Feeling like I'm falling, falling, falling in slow motion. Heavy and weightless all at the same time. My mind assaulted with joyful memories of us, far too painful to remember. Yet they play over & over in my mind like a song left to endlessly repeat itself. 

I took the risk to love you. Trusted you with the best part of me. Now I'm left falling from this cliff, with no parachute. Just a plain ole backpack. Falling and welcoming the impact of the ground crushing my body. It's nothing but an empty shell, now that he's destroyed my soul that dwelled within. Along with my faith in love and everything else. 

Don't shed a tear for me. The end will be a blissful release from this excruciating pain, attacking what's left of me. Feeling numb, yet my body aches. Eyes blurry and swelling shut from infinite tears failing at cleansing the stain he left. 

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Feeling like a foreigner in my hometown. Speaking the same language, but not understood. Am I where I belong? Perhaps my soul was reincarnated in the wrong time. Until it's time to move on, I dig deep to find the strength to keep going. 

I find keeping myself guarded, increasing with each rising of the sun. The world's coldness, motivates me to keep my blade sharp. No rest for the righteous, for absolute evil never sleeps. 

Far From Over

Far From Over 

Even the strongest warrior, has a weakness that plagues his soul. Allow me in to view your deepest, darkest scar. I'll grant you a gander at mine. I would gladly lend you my strength, to help you solider on. As individuals we are great, but as legion we can be invincible. 

My brother, don't feel discouraged and defeated. You possess a strength, long forgotten. Battles have been lost, but the war is far from over. 

Liar

Liar 

The lies flowing from your lips like scalding lava. Burning my skin and leaving scars, as you placed years of false kisses upon me. Hope fleeting and never to return as the castle of sand you built, crumbles from the waves of reality crashing down. 

The love I carried for you, turning into disdain of your wretched soul. A taste for your untruths, I refuse to acquire. 

Did you ever love me? Or did I simply lose a game I had no knowledge or desire of playing? You win! Game, set, match. Another heart jaded, by your hand. 

Disrobed and Raw

Disrobed and Raw

As I cross the threshold of my sanctuary. I close my door to shut out the craziness, moving about outside. The natives swirling around. Aimlessly and without care of the consequences in their mindless actions. 

My mind pulled and stretched like taffy, sans the sweetness. The walls of my mind, cracking from the strain of containing the ever growing darkness within. My weapon craving the warmth of blood.

The battle never ends. The tone of my flesh, loved by some yet feared by the majority. All choose to only see the strength of my amour and the wielding of my sword. None consider the fractured essence of me that dwells within.

Behind closed doors, I take off my amour. Letting the pieces spill out, all over my bed. Sleep comes, yet rest eludes me. Before the sun relieves the duty of the moon. All the pieces of me are placed back into my amour, to continue. For waving the white flag is not an option. 

His Pleasure

His Pleasure

In the middle of the night, the city is asleep. Except for the few that prefer to slumber during the light of day. Light from a full silver moon, softly illuminating his room. 

He relaxes upon his bent arm, as he watches her rest so peacefully. Noticing her semi erect nipples rise and fall with each breath she takes. He can't help, but to touch her. His fingers grazing upon her skin and she feels like silk. His fingers trailing from the apple of her cheek, down to where the center of her love resides. She doesn't awaken to his gentle touch. A slight smile begins to form on her face, as if she's having the most pleasant dream. He leans in closer to kiss her shoulder and continues till he reaches the ripened blackberries on her chocolate mounds. 

Her smile turns into soft moans, awakening to find his thick fingers massaging her special gift. Her growing arousal, causing her thighs to open like a blooming flower greeting the sun. His fingers dipping and stirring her honey. Soft moans turn into ragged breaths. Her back arching at the simultaneous, stimulation of his warm tongue flicking at her nipple and his fingers sliding in and out. Her ragged breaths turn into calling out his name. He loved the sound of his moniker, when she screamed it out in ecstasy. Her pleasure was his own. 

In her afterglow, no words were spoken. Their energies communicated far more efficiently than any words could properly express. She felt more free in his arms, than she ever felt on her own. 

Dirty Wings

Dirty Wings

Normally demure, yet always in control. She carried herself as a genteel lady. However, that was simply one side of herself. The side she allowed the world to lay eyes upon. Deep inside thrived a beast, rarely fed. It's hunger growing with each rising of a new moon.

The wanting, the needing to be dominated. An even grander need to find the one who harbored no judgment, yet shared her kink. Would she find her kindred soul, seeking to satisfy a shared appetite? The Yang to her sexual Yin.

Her desire to be bounded and used to fulfill his deviant, fantasies. Increasing the pulsation in her most intimate places. The desire to relinquish control in order to be controlled, so intoxicating.

The demure, genteel lady with a dark side. An angel flying with dirty wings.

Lovestruck

Lovestruck 

The essence of you is wildly intoxicating. Just to be near you is euphoric. You are everything I dreamt of, since I could compile my fantasy. It was as if the Gods heard my prayers and made you, especially for me. How perfect to find the one who ignites your soul, like never before. A best friend and the love of my life, wrapped into one lovely package. To keep a smile on your face, has become so very important to my heart. There isn't a day, a minute or second, that thoughts of you fail to cross my mind. My biggest wish is that one day, you'd see me in the same light.

Caged

Caged 

I can't escape the screaming in my head. I'm being split in two. Left, right, up down. What the fuck do I do? 

Feeling trapped like a hamster in a cage. Yet the cage offers comfort of familiarity. Perhaps it's the what the comfort represents that eating away the joy inside of me.

I've been here far too long, I feel pieces of me dying. I long for a major change, but the fear of failure is paralyzing. 

Do I continue on the path I'm on, knowing what the future holds? Or do I jump into the abyss and possibly resurrect my soul? 

Fork in The Road

Fork in The Road 

Darkness dancing inside, like a whirling dervish leaving filthy footprints. Or perhaps it's confusion, clouding my mind. Leaving me to feel like Alice tumbling down the rabbit hole. Terrified to find what awaits me at the bottom. My mind being stretched and shrunk, much like my soul. I've grown so weary, but I've got to make some moves. Happiness playing hide n' seek, waiting for me to find it. Or is it I that happiness seeks? Deciding which road to travel, was much simpler when there's more sand in the hourglass. 

My Loud Mind

My Loud Mind 

So many thoughts fighting for optimal position. All desperately wanting my attention, like a woman craves the man she loves. Which will finally gain my focus? Hard to say, when one has monopolized my thoughts for such a long time. Sleep eluding me, like a criminal on the Most Wanted list. Taking my appetite as a hostage. Fighting to focus on something, anything else quickly sapping my energy. Trying to mask the perfect storm building inside and it's rapidly becoming too much to handle. Making me far too lethargic for anything else. So I lay here, unable to quiet my mind. My thoughts taking turns assaulting me.

My Addiction

My Addiction

My addiction came in so unexpectedly. Knocking me off my feet, causing me to lose my bearings. Blowing through my defenses like a gentle breeze, so calm and lovely. Me beginning to remember what was wanted, but never felt I needed. 

Coming face to face with a dream, dreamt so long ago. The way his intelligence aroused me, to no end. So intoxicating! Finding myself looking forward to my fix of hearing the sweet sound of his voice. Imagining forever having his arms wrapped around me, like the wings of a dark angel. Thoughts of everything about him seeping into every corner of my mind. 

My wanting turned into needing with no warning. I ventured beyond falling in love. He became my addiction, from which I don't want to be saved. 

The Window

The Window 

Here I am again, on the outside looking in. The door was ajar, but only for a brief moment. No allowance for me to enter. Leaving me to press my nose against the foggy window. Blurring my vision, making it hard to see inside. Weather changing to winter and it's getting colder. The skies matching my sullen mode. Trying to warm my soul, with pleasant memories of before. I'm locked out, but I don't want to leave. So I stay vigilant at the foggy window. Waiting to be invited in. 

Interior

Interior 

When you look at me, what do you see? Can you see the treasures and secrets I possess inside? Or do you only see my visually, pleasing exterior? 

Is it worth it to you, to go beyond the surface? Dig deeper and expand what you think you know of me? I can't promise you'll love everything you'll find there. I can only guarantee that it's true. 

I'll let you meet my demons, if I can trust you won't use them against me. I don't have many, but sometimes they gang up on me. 

Would you allow me to take a look inside, of you? Trust that I could accept all of your layers? Let me appreciate the nooks and crannies you keep hidden in your darkest corners. 

Would you let me look your demons in the eye? Trust me to help you try to fight them away? I know that by your side is where I'm meant to be. 

Wanting You

Wanting You 

The only thing I want, when you walk through the door. Is your hands all over my body, nothing less but certainly more. I've been waiting for this moment to see you, all day. My yoni has been throbbing and growing wetter, than the bay. 

Bello, take control as you press me against the wall. Your passion is so overwhelming, feels like I may fall. Let me unzip your pants and free the hardness growing inside. Lift me so I can wrap my thighs around you and take a ride. Your mouth on my breasts, I'm screaming out your name. The way you're fucking me so deep and hard, driving me insane. 

I'm cumming oh so hard, but it doesn't mean were done. I slide down to my knees to please you with my tongue. A moan escape your mouth, your fingers grip my hair. My excitement grows with every slurp, cause I love it when you stare. 

Tell me what you like. Tell me you want more. You lay me down on my back and fuck me on the floor. You're loving how wet I am and mold around your cock. As long as you're willing to give, I'm taking all you got.

I can't get enough of you. You feel so sublime. I'm pulsating, you grow more rigid and we cum at the same time.

For a Moment

For a Moment

If I could give you my eyes, for a moment. You'd see all the passion in you, that I do.

If I could trade hearts with you, for a moment. You'd know with no doubts, all the love I'm willing to give you.

If you could read my mind, for a moment. You'd find infinite thoughts and memories of you.

If you could feel my soul, for a moment. You'd find I've never felt more connected to anyone, before you.

If you could hear my prayers, for a moment. You'd hear of all the happiness, I want for you.

The Chair

The Chair 

The chair in my room, holding a memory of me and you. Tealights illuminating, casting shadows and setting the mood. You enter to find me dressed in your favorite piece, with boots reaching mid thigh. Ready to please you in every way, you can imagine. Do what you will.

You make me bend over, elbows on the seat of that chair. Causing my back to arch, making my ass even more inviting. Your firm hand, giving my ass a mighty smack. Oh! It stings so good! Next comes another smack. Then another and another.

 My nipples so hard, they could cut glass. You slip a finger inside and feel how wet you're making me. I'm begging for you to slip inside. You deny my request, for you want me dripping nectar. 

Another smack. Yes! I love it! Smack, smack! My moans of pleasure arousing you to no end. You slip a finger inside, then two. In and out. In and out. My honey heavily coating your fingers and trickling down to your palm. You feed your fingers to me to lick them clean. 

Inside of me you thrust deeply. Grasping my hips. I'm calling out your name and begging you to never stop. You smack my ass again, causing me to cum so hard all over you. You grab a handful of my hair as you climax too. 

Oh that lucky chair in my room. Holding that memory of me and you. 

May I?

May I?

Would you mind if I came closer? Close enough to breathe in the sweetness you breathe out? May I undress your body the way we undressed each others mind? I want to see all of you. Discover if you trust me with your vulnerability. 

Do you possess the same desire I have for you? Longing to have you live inside me. My walls throbbing, warm and 

wet around you.

Would you mind touching my body the way you touched my soul? Lay me down with my thighs parted. Beckoning your fingers to stir my honey. Your mouth covering my erect nipples, causing my back to arch. 

The kisses you lay upon me, take my breath away. I need you. Need you inside me. A moan of pleasure escapes my lips as you enter slowly. The way we move together, in harmony. Never had I felt anything so perfect. 

Do you feel me coming to my peak? Your deeper and faster thrusting, causing me to grow wetter and wetter. I can't contain it any longer. I'm exploding and pulsating around your shaft, bringing you to your peak. 

May I lick you clean? Cum down my throat and try to quench this insatiable thirst I have for you.

Waning

Waning 

Rain falling, mocking my mood. Feeling drained and defeated. Limbs heavy and my body aches. Tired, but sleep eludes me. When it does visit my domain, it brings no solace. 

It's said, when everything seems to fall apart, what's in store for you is falling into place. Trying desperately to keep my faith, that I'm on the correct path. Praying I keep what little is left of my sanity. 

Keeping a brave face is overwhelming and exhausting. My strength only stretches so far.

The Valkyrie and The Legend part II

The Valkyrie and The Legend part II 

Was it the Gods playing the cruelest trick on me or was it possible that my fortress had been penetrated? My equal. The closest to perfection I would ever find in this lifetime. My heart hemorrhaging love like a main artery being sliced open. However the Beast of Legend, his heart was contained within an impenetrable wall. 

For a moment I was within the walls of his protective fortress. Careful to handle the treasure inside with the utmost respect. For I know the pain of lost love. Though our pain differed, they were parallel. Not being one to betray my heart, I trekked on fully aware of the seemingly impossible journey that laid before me. Our connection growing stronger, with each passing moment. I, becoming more intrigued and deeper in love. Failing to notice, he wasn't ready. The Legend's heart still far too damage to retain the love being offered, let alone reciprocate. Left feeling the blow being laid upon my soul, recoiling from the pain. Only to don a tourniquet and to try again. Damage done, but I refuse to yield.

Round one. The Legend beats Valkyrie.

The Valkyrie and The Legend

The Valkyrie and The Legend 

Years of living virtually alone in my sanctuary. No Warrior King at my side, to compliment the Valkyrie within. Only my own wings to hold me at night. Becoming more reclusive, no longer willing to be tainted by the rubbish littering the land. 

Not looking for love, yet possessed endless love to give. A love not meant for anyone. Only a dark champion that could venture through the labyrinth and answer properly my questions three, could possibly win the ultimate prize. Yet none were brave enough to try. Finally realizing to obtain my hearts desire, natural huntress mode must be engaged.

Slaying village idiots dressed in Emperor's clothing, before ever reaching the gate. How dare they think of me as the common bar wench, whose excitement comes from hearing the jingle, jangle of coins in his pocket. Trust that, pompous I am not. Knowing my worth, I do. Connecting with my equal, I deserve.

A quest, fate, destiny, whatever tickles your fancy, intrigued me. Admiring him from afar, relishing in the beauty of his soul being laid out for anyone to see. Having him for myself was a fleeting fantasy that continuously grew through, moon cycles of a year. Our mental connection felt spiritual. A kindred spirit I had found. Not just a fellow Warrior, but a Warrior King with deep chinks decorating his armour as well. Two Warriors, a hunter and huntress finding in each other what was sought. What I didn't know was he was no ordinary Warrior King. He was the Beast of Legend. Too late! The Valkyrie fell in love. 

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Just the touch of your fingertips gently grazing my skin, sets my body ablaze. Love and lust, astrally solidifying our connection. I allowed entrance into my heart and tried to penetrate the protective shell around yours. Wanting to show that it was okay to love again. 

Fully aware of the arduous road, laid before me. I held no hesitation in following my heart. Accepting every cut, scrape and fracture that's sure to come. All in the belief that your heart will allow love to flourish once more.

Unanswered Questions

Unanswered Questions 

Is there no part of you that misses me? Do I ever cross your mind? Was it so easy to push me out of your life? Did I not touch any part of your heart? 

Unanswered questions assaulting my mind. Taunting me relentlessly. 

Why was I so easy to forget? The one who accepted all of you. Reveled in the multifaceted beauty of your soul. Even through all the pain, I love you still. 

Remembering You

Remembering You

I remember how we began. Speaking of each other's love of written art. You helping me recapture my Muse, who left me stagnant. Our first conversation intriguing me, leading me to dig deeper. The attraction I held for you started many moons prior. Feeling connected to you, more than anyone before. Overjoyed when you admitted feeling connected to me too. 

Our connection growing daily. My heart falling for a man that touched my soul, long before ever touching my body. Before our eyes held each other's live image, I was already yours.

You touching my body, was euphoric. Your tongue upon my erect nipples. My wet, yoni perfectly molded around your lingam. Slowly riding you. Feeling every vein, every inch of your rigid shaft, pleasing me to no end. Breathtaking kisses, so sweet upon my lips. Wave after wave of pleasure crashing, soaking the sheets. Goosebumps decorating my skin. Us giving each other all we had. Exploring each other and relishing every moment. Lovemaking perfect enough to make the angels weep for joy.

Physical distance was our main obstacle. Till your fortress of uncertainty.

I wasn't looking to fall in love, but I did. It came in a whirlwind, sweeping me off my feet. The guard I held steady for so long, penetrated. Tired of starting over. Praying for someone to truly accept all of me. 

The Empty Vase

The Empty Vase

Thoughts of you, of us, constantly flow through my mind. The way you held me in your arms. Me feeling like I was in the safest place in the world. The way you fit perfectly inside me. The sweetest kisses you laid upon my lips. The sparkle you'd get in those beautiful, brown eyes, when you spoke of things with so much passion. Your smile that could ignite a fire thought to be dead long ago. Your voice, smoother than honey and just as sweet.

What once warmed my heart, now kills me daily. What happened to our connection that was so strong on so many levels? Spoke about every and anything, daily. Then it was all ripped away, without warning. Leaving me breathless and feeling like an empty vase.

Numb

Numb

Feelings of forever falling. Air harshly sucked from my body. Indescribable, heart wretched pain. Body carrying on in a zombie like state. Failing at recalling what was done throughout the day. Constantly feeling like I'm endlessly falling into the abyss of despair. What once brought me joy, now couldn't bring anything resembling a smile to my face. Seclusion from the world serving as both my protector and my prison. Sunlight burning my eyes, yet darkness threatens to keep me forever. Sleep continues to elude me. When I finally surrender to slumber. My dreams taunt me, cause they're only of him. The one who owns my heart. 

Fuck Cupid!

Fuck Cupid!

Fuck Cupid and his fucking bow! Making me open and ready for love. Then love says no!

A very cruel trick bringing the man of my dreams in my life. We were connected on so many levels, no games and no strife.

Unrequited love. The reigning king of pain. Extremely hesitant of ever opening my heart again. 

That sneaky, fucker Cupid playing with my heart. If I ever catch that fucker, I'm ripping him apart! 

Cold

Cold 

I can feel my heart turning cold. Cold and black like crumbling ashes in a dead fire. A fire that once danced like nymphs in celebration of Gaia.

My cracked, yet whole heart was given to the one I've loved and still do. Emptying everything I have to the one I trusted. Offering my most prized possession to a man, my soul had been waiting for since the beginning of time. Only to have it tossed back to me, without him ever looking back. Where my heart once was, now only an empty cavern remains.

Still I love him with all the shattered pieces, blowing away in the wind.

Cursed

Cursed 

I seriously ask, what is this curse? Will it ever end or will it get worse?

 Giving my all asking for little in return. Lighting the fuse and being the only one burned.

Wanting little in return, isn't exactly true. What I want is priceless, rare and never comes unglue. 

A Knight in shining armour won't ever turn my head. I want one dressed in black, his sword covered in blood red. 

One who'd have my back, cause he knows I have his. Have nothing but love for his family and friends.

Connected mentally & physically. Always wanted at his side. Appreciating all the love I have to give, making him swell with pride.

Uplifting each other to grab the platinum rings. But it seems that I'm cursed. So for me, there's no such thing.

The Fortress

The Fortress

It's too late! I've seen a glimpse of your soul. All the joy and pain, mingling together to form the beauty that is you.

The walls of your fortress erected. Tall, dark and cold to the touch. Most wouldn't dare try to penetrate your walls. For the fear of getting hurt, weighs much heavier than the joy of seeing the gem that lies at the center. 

I'd scale the walls, relentlessly. Risk getting cut on your dangerously, jagged edges. For releasing your exquisite soul is worth every scar.

Riding the Tornado

Riding the Tornado

I'm not sure when it happened, but it did. One day I woke up and you were all I could think of. Your handsome face. Your charming, intelligence. The melodious tones of your voice, singing a beautiful song in my head. Goosebumps forming upon my skin and butterflies tickling my belly.

The seeds of love has been planted. The hopeful romantic in me welcomes the endless pleasures with eyes and heart wide open. The Valkyrie in me would rather stay vigilant and guarded. A storm of emotions building within, to levels resembling a hurricane. The longing to love and be loved vs saving myself from a possible heartbreak of yet another failure.

Fighting myself is futile. I must ride the tornado. All I can do, is pray I come out unscathed.

In Search Of

In Search Of

An ultimate alpha, a Valkyrie in search of a knight. A warrior to rule at her side.

I have no need for a knight in shining armor. No! The knight I crave wears the color you find only in the  shadows. A darkness related to midnight, he dons with pride. Never being skittish of the scars tattooed on his flesh and etched in his soul.

I revel in the dried blood of his slain enemies, forever staining the chinks in his armor. Yes! The knight I desire has an insatiable appetite for victory. Never accepting defeat as an ending.

While others only see this knight as being a beast. I see the exquisite beauty in his jagged edges. Feeling the intoxicating flow of his energy. For behind those dark eyes, lies a big heart longing for unconditional acceptance. 

Loving You

Loving you

Straddling your lap. Holding you close enough to feel your heartbeat through my pert breast.

Slow kisses laid upon your neck and lips. My hands roaming over your taut muscles that's covered with smooth, chocolate skin.

Our eyes connecting, causing our chakras to sync.

Increasing passion, leading to deeper kisses and lustful moans of desire. My heart races as my body relishes your firm touch.

Your hardness nestled inside me. My walls molded perfectly around you. In and out. Up and down.

Simultaneous explosion cascading a euphoric haze. The fluidity of our lovemaking setting my soul on fire.

In your arms, I am home. ❤

Kryptonite

Kryptonite

Daily I don my armour. 

I keep my blade, sharpened, poised and ready for battle.

Protecting those within my realm and allies from kingdoms, both near and far.

Not allowed to show weakness of any kind.

Safe within the walls of vigor, but craving for something... extraordinary. 

Appetency increasing to no end. 

After the first taste, my strength proceeds to enervate.

Chinks in the armour appear deeper.

No longer feeling like the Alpha I am.

More as a damsel, hailing from the land of Beta.

I've stepped from the zone of comfort, to find a weakness slightly familiar yet completely foreign.

However retreating is not an option.

My kryptonite has a name.

Multifacet

Multifacet 

I crave to know your benevolence and darkness within. Relish your essence and swallow your sins.

Gain knowledge of your pain and what makes you smile. A passionate soul with depths deeper than the Nile.

The gentleman, the cad and the righteous King Lord. The evil genius, possessing plans to dominate the world.

The techie,  the artist, the insatiable incubus. With a demon on your shoulder, but guided by the angel you trust.

The son, the father, the husband seeking a wife. Not needed for your completion, but to compliment your life.

An enigma of a puzzle, wrapped in a riddle. I'm seeking passage to your labyrinth's middle.

Infinite sides of you that the naked eye can't see. Grant me permission to know the multifacetedness of thee.

Ultimate Alpha

Ultimate Alpha

Brilliant, strong and beautiful. Possessing the body of a goddess, lightly decorated with scars from victorious battles. Her angelic face cunningly disguising the vicious Valkyrie that is her soul

Her moves are precise and calculated. A true artist in the art of war.

Slaying her enemies eloquently, with her exquisite sword, appropriately named Morte Imminente.

Her blade wearing the blood of those fallen by her hand. Their heads in display as a warning to those who dare to challenge her.

Even in her slumber, she's armed with her onyx dagger. Ready to slash the trachea of enemies too cowardly to face her honorably.

Be cautious of challenging her. However if a beautiful death is what you seek, she shall oblige. For she's alpha. An ultimate alpha. 

Bello

Bello 

The scene is set...

Seductive music, gently playing in the background. Honey and fresh fruit consisting of strawberries, pineapples and mangos, to be feasted on. Candles emitting the subtle scent of lemon, generously placed around the room. You emerge from the bathroom. Wispy steam from your hot shower. Following you into the bedroom, like a former lover, longing to hold on. You find me waiting in the the armless chair, we've used for previous "play dates".  Wearing a black, silk, kimono style robe. Your eyes venture about the room, only to stop at me. Staring at you with lust filled eyes. You step toward me, letting the towel around your waist, gather at your feet. Exposing the treasure between your legs. I instruct you to lay face down on the bed. You do so without hesitation.

Let the seduction begin...

I kneel beside you on the bed, pour warmed jojoba oil onto your slightly damp skin. My hands massaging your shoulders deeply, causing the stress you tend to carry melt away. I slowly and lovingly massage every inch of your body, leaving you in an ultimate state of relaxation. 

Now laying on your back. I'm straddling your waist and feeding you strawberries, decorated with drops of honey. Feeding you fresh fruit adorningly, like a conquering hero fresh from victorious battle.

Sensual kisses being laid upon your neck, slowly en route to your delicious lips. Slow grinding my swollen clit on the tip of your increasingly growing hardness. Moistening your nipples with a succulent piece of mango, then lovingly licking them clean. I begin kissing and nibbling a trail down to your inner thigh. Looking into your eyes. I slowly lick your lingam from base to tip. My mouth molded around you, sliding between my soft lips with ease. Your flavor being savored on my tongue. The way your body reacts to my touch, arouses me to no end. My muffled moans sending vibrations through your body making it difficult to contain your composure. Your hands lightly grip my hair as your hips gyrate, matching my steady rhythm. Your breath becomes ragged as your member spasms, erupting warm sweetness on my tongue. I swallow what you give and continue to suck. Desperate to extract every drop. Your pleasure is my pleasure.

Welcome home, mi bello! 

Fleeting Pleasures

Fleeting Pleasures

Late night conversation, leading into day. Feeling your intense energy eventhough you're far away.

Your voice rolls all over me, like sap on a tree. Imagining your tongue, tasting my peach that steadily flows honey.

Longing for your hands upon my flesh. Carnal images on my mind, with no escape.

Needing to be liberated with your liberator. Shallow dips, deep thrusts and a steady pace.

It'll be awhile, longer than a minute, before I make my pilgrimage to you. Till then, fleeting pleasures, with you on my mind will simply have to do.

A Thought of You

A Thought of You

Not a stitch on. Laying in bed. Imagining your scent. Your voice in my head.

 Ripened blackberries upon firm chocolate mounds. Your finger stirring and dipping in the wetness you've found.

 My hips grinding and circling to your pace that is steady. The hardness of your cock against my thigh, signal that you're ready.

Moist yoni beckoning to rigid lingam, to venture deep inside. Moaning in sync and thrusting deep, to where the center of my love resides.

Chest to chest, limbs intertwined, two souls melding as one. Energies mingling, passion burning hotter than a thousand suns.

Feelings of waves growing bigger, but not ready to stop. I swiftly lay you down to finish the ride from atop.

I'm calling out your name, you're professing I'm the best. Up, down, back and forth while you tweak the nipples on my breast.

Cumming, oh so hard! Goosebumps decorating my skin. Feeling you pulsating inside my walls. Releasing your essence within.

Laying here wondering if you feel me, like I feel you. It's amazing how you set my soul ablaze with just a thought of you.

Imprint

Imprint

You've left something on my soul that won't go away. Something I don't want to go away. You've left me wanting, wondering, craving. What is it about you that makes me feel like flying, yet makes me more grounded than gravity could ever do? Why do I feel like I can do anything, like fully let my guard down?

Why does it feel like my soul is home around you? Why do I feel like there's nobody else in this world, in this life that could ever make me feel like you do? How do you do that voodoo you do, so well?

You've left an imprint on my soul that won't go away. An imprint I don't want to go away. 

A Night at the Funhouse

A Night at the Funhouse 

Step right up! C'mon in! Welcome to The Funhouse! The den of carnal sin! 

She approached the door, a lil unsure, but desperate to break from her shell. Persistent cravings for something different. So she thought " I might as well". Not wanting fear to defeat her, as it's done for so long. How could feeding her body what it needs could ever be so wrong?

She sauntered in, eyes moved about the room. That's when she saw him standing there. She felt the heat of his hedonistic vibe, making it difficult not to stare. In a blink of an eye, he was standing before her. Slightly taller, but face to face. Even closer she noticed his vibe was much stronger, making her moist in her special place.

She parted her lips, in an attempt to speak, but he hushed her and said "no names!" He extended a hand as an invitation to join in playing his sexual game. Far too intrigued to turn him down. Besides this is what she came for. He searched and found a private room. Soon her dress was on the floor. He smoothly sat down in a winged back chair. She stood before him, wearing only her thong. It was exciting for a stranger to ignite such raw passion and truly turn her on. 

He instructed her to lay legs wide and pull her thong to the side. Then he told her to spread her southern lips, rub her clit and stick a finger inside. Feeling so vulnerable, yet feeling so free. This definitely was her fate. With her eyes closed, she felt arms encircle her thighs as he dove in for a taste.

He had a tongue far too skillful for her to be his first. Her toes curled, her back arched, she came hard and quenched his thirst. Not giving her a chance to catch her breath, for he was ready and aimed to please. He rolled her deftly onto her stomach, face down and on her knees. 

What in the world was he doing to her? She never felt like this before. Usually demure and lady like. Now saying things like a filthy, nasty, whore. 

He gripped her hips and thrust in deep. Chills up her spine he sends. Feeling that wave as her walls contract, making her cum hard again! 

His excitement builds as she spasms and moans, causing him to increase his speed. He tells her to face him as he pulls out, sliding in her mouth to release his seeds. His body shook and shuddered, as she continued to suck and stroke. An ebbing flow erupting from his lingam, along with fears she may choke.

He looked deep into her eyes, caressed her chin and kissed her head. Never uttered another word. He zipped his pants and left her thong clad in bed.

An exhilarating experience! She finished what he set to start. Be carefully when you enter The Funhouse! For it's not for the faint of heart.

Ode to a Playa

Ode to a Playa

You said all the right things. Thought I was clear of your intent. It turned out when you say we, you were apparently speaking French.

When I remind you of all the sweet things you said. Conveniently, you don't recall! I must be crazy and it was all in my head!

I never asked for anything material, cause that wasn't my concern. Your heart, love and loyalty was a more priceless asset to earn.

I deserve loyalty and more than being your main dame! I may not look like a dime, but I'm worth more than chump change!

When you're in need of a good woman to be your support and hold you at night. Your thoughts will be of me! The one who loved you, with all her might!

I could've turned bitter, but what would that prove? Why continue holding on to the pain, while you're still doing you?

I have no regrets of loving you. For you're just a lesson learned. Remember karma is a bitch! What you put out, will indeed return!

In Her Sleep

In Her Sleep

She fell asleep, with thoughts of him on her mind. The warmth of his heart, that shone through his smile. The intelligence emitting from his eyes. Most of all, the passion felt through his words.

Deep in her slumber, she could feel his energy, even from hundreds of miles away, touching her. Like fingertips gliding over her skin, trying to memorize the curves of her body. The sensation, fanning the flames of a fire ignited from their first meeting of minds.

The annoying buzz of the alarm clock, pulling her from sweet dreams. Slowly she awakens. A smile forming on her face as she tries to replay the scenes from her subconscious.  A warmth fills her soul, causing her to feel energetic & slightly flush. Looking in the mirror, she notices the ever growing presence of love, glowing through her skin.

She readies herself for the day, wondering if he feels the same.

Warrior King

Warrior King

Warrior King! Strong in body, spirit and mind. Heart of a lion with warm, kind eyes.

Warrior King! Knows what he wants. Not afraid to hustle. Disciplined in calming his mind in the concrete jungle.

Warrior King! Calculating and smart. Plans every move he makes. Kind, generous and open to give. He's not only about the take.

Warrior King! Dons his armour daily. Fights righteously, never accepts defeat. Slaying haters with his success. Watching obstacles crumble beneath his feet.

Warrior King! Creates his own path. Like water carving through stone. Rarely ever worries, for he's Zen like and stays in the zone.

Warrior King! Home from daily battle. More chinks in the amour to be seen. Awaiting for him is unyielding love and protection, from his Warrior Queen.

After Suffering

After Suffering 

Finding the strength to love again, after suffering a broken heart. Is like the Lotus flower growing through the mud. Never give up! You're stronger than you realize.

Lost and Found

Lost and Found

Roaming in darkness and I'm trying to find. Some answers, some solace, a little peace of mind. Lost like many others. Which way do I go? Up, down, left, or right? Nobody knows.

Until one day, I rolled outta bed. To make a change of heart, for I'm not yet dead! Took a deep look inward, my heart knows what's right. Now finding my way out the dark and into the light.

Unrequited

Unrequited 

Some days I wonder what's so wrong with me. I think about you all the time, but you don't seem to think of me. Waiting so patiently for your love to be returned. Waited in vain it seems; my heart so cold, it's starting to turn. Weeks turned to months, months into years. I'm just left here drowning in a river of my own tears.

Wondering

Wondering

The sun shines down, yet the air's still crisp. Sipping on my tea, thinking of the love that I miss. Your beautiful,  warm smile, that twinkle in your eyes. Recalling the feelings of endless passion I have inside. Thoughts of our moments and what we could be. In the end all I wonder is, if you also think of me.

The Morning After

The Morning After

She slowly awakens from her slumber in a haze. Glances at his face in a loving gaze. She started the shower, made sure the temp was just right. Her body still tingling from the acts of last night. Flashes and images begin to flood her mind. Scented candles, ripe mangos, and her favorite white wine. Remembering the sweet kisses he left upon her skin. Their bodies entwined, oh how he felt so good within. Stepping out of the shower, her body wet and clean. Goes to bed, back to him, to begin another carnal scene.

Mind Sex

Mind Sex

Making love to my mind is how it started. Your intelligence, a major turn on, setting my soul ablaze. Your charm igniting a passion, I thought long gone. Now rising like a Phoenix from the ashes. Longing for you to touch my body, as you've touched my soul. 

The Lion

The Lion

The Lion, King of all he surveys. Poised, charismatic, loved by most, yet understood by far less. He can be as playful as a newborn kitty, but don't mistake his playfulness as ignorance. For the Lion takes in far more than you realize. The Lion can tear your larynx, before you've finished your lie. For he is for honesty and loyalty.  Anything short of that is highly unacceptable. 

The Lion loved most of all by a particular Water Bearer, forever in this life and the next. 

The Water Bearer

The Water Bearer

Not many can fully understand the Water Bearer. She's untamable,  yet don't confuse her with being wild, for she is anything as such. The Water Bearer moves freely, as the the water flows. She can be as tranquil as a koi pond, or as raging as a perfect storm. The Water Bearer can be life giving, as to the forest surrounding her, or as life taking as a tsunami. Yes the Water Bearer can be emotional, but with it comes loyalty, strength and unconditional love. 

The Water bearer & The Lion

The Water bearer & The Lion

The Water bearer fell in love with a wounded Lion. She love's him without condition. Sees his scars and wants to heal them, with her flow of loving streams. 

The Lion roars, yet her love flows on. The Lion shows his teeth, yet the Water bearer refuses to cower away. For in the mighty Lion's pain, the Water bearer sees the cub who needs her to not abandon him. 

Drink oh mighty Lion, drink from the Water bearer's pool of endless love and find serenity. 

Why?

Why?

My muscles ache & my soul is tired. What is the cruel trick the universe has played on me? Was is written in the stars, for me to fall head over heels, lose all my sense, in love with my best friend, but not be with him?

Such cruelty to have the strongest gut feeling of this love being the one. Knowing it to be more right than 1+1=2. Feeling like it's more natural than breathing.

Exquisite memories of us, only to be followed by the excruciating torture of not being with you.

Changes and Constants

Changes and Constants

Days turns into night. Nights into day. 

My heart is with you and it's where it wants to stay.

Leaves fall from trees, then branches gets covered with snow. 

You're the love of my life. The one sure thing my heart knows.

Spring brings blooming flowers. Summer welcomes hot days.

 My love is unconditional and will never, ever stray.

Wishing upon fallen eyelashes and every first star of the night. 

Wishing you know my love is real and with you it fits just right.

Heart Song

Heart Song

Your heart sings a song. Tones of sadness and pain. Muffled, yet audible and hidden behind a wall, desperate for rejuvenation. 

My soul drawn to your heart's unfinished symphony. I press my ear against the increasing coldness of your barricade. Longing to save you from the darkness. Longing to give your song it's happy ending.

Envious Crows

Envious Crows

A murder of crows gathered in a tree. Trying to disguise their mocking, yet envious caws as encouraging and melodious tones of a songbird. 

Their plumage the color of midnight. Accurately reflecting the sinister, darkness of tainted souls. Glassy eyes casting glares of contempt. Jealous of the birds that aren't afraid to fly above tree tops.

Fighting and clawing like scavengers. Pecking at the remains of the fallen. Longing to taste the fleeting essence of hope. 

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Take a ride on Zephyrus, fly away from the pain.

Partake from Lethe and forget all the strain.

Trust in me and my open heart.

Have no doubt, we'd ever be apart.

For we are connected through a lifetime of souls.

Apart we merely exist, but together we're whole.

Into Uncertainty

Into Uncertainty 

I jumped into the void, believing I could float on air. What compelled me to do such a thing with open eyes? Perhaps it was the feeling of butterfly wings, filling my soul that gave me courage. I jumped first and alone to reassure you, I'd be waiting at the bottom to catch you. Shed your fears. Trust in me. 

Guarded Heart

Guarded Heart 

Fruitless love from the past has left you guarded and in pain.

Trust me and grant me passage to cleanse away the stains.

Be my Sandhill Crane and let us mate for life.

Let our hearts, let our love, let our souls take flight.

Others absolute, dedication has yet to be seen.

Unlock your kingdom, let me in to earn a place as your Queen.

Take all I Have

Take all I Have

Take my mind for you'll only find thoughts of you. Thoughts of how can I put a smile on your face.

Take my eyes for you'll be able to know how I see you. Seeing the true beauty that is you.

Take my heart for you'll find it's occupied with desires of loving you.

Take my soul for you'll find it's full of butterflies. Wings fluttering at just the thought of you.

Take my hands for you'll find they long to hold yours.

Take it all and then... just maybe then you'll begin to realize the love I have for you. 

You

You 

Every time you are near, I can't help but to stop and gaze. 

My heart skips a beat at the melodious tones of your voice. 

Your scent sends me into an euphoric whirlwind.

There's so much I want to say to you, but being in your presence paralyzes me.

All I can do is soak up the beautiful luminescence that is your soul.

To be near you is intoxicating.

My heart longs for you to see me in the same light of endless love.

Love and Lust

Love and Lust

My heart beats like drums of the Motherland. My hips sway from side to side. Arms reaching to and fro, as joy swells inside. The rush of desire flows as you come closer to me. Kisses sweeter than the ripest mango, picked from wild trees. Soft caresses, limbs intertwined, never wanting to cease. A cornucopia of love and lust, a never ending feast.

The Dreaded Zone

The Dreaded Zone

To be stuck in the zone of "friends", a tale too grueling to tell. I'd rather be Virgil and guide Dante' through the nine circles of Hell. 

I feel like Tantalus, in a pool of water with fruit forever out of my reach. Your heart locked away in an impenetrable fortress "Please let me in! " I beseech.

Sometimes it's been said us being so close, how truly happy I should be. Yet you endure others loving you, not even half as me. Every pot has a lid to perfectly fit, or so I have been told. Perhaps I'm unique or slightly misshapen and meant to be solo.

Past, Present, and Forever

Past, Present, and Forever

Who was I? Who were you? One complete soul, divided in two. The Eros to my Psyche, the Yin to my Yang. If I meet you in my next life, I'd love you again.

Perhaps I was Baucis to your Philemon. Even in death, we'd intertwine as one. Obstacles have come, tried to break us in two, but no Herculean task could keep me from you.

Your love's like a beacon, that only my heart sees. We fit too well together for us not meant to be. Our love has transcended through all space and time. A love so true, it's like the Gods' own design.