It is rumored that there are 50 words In the Eskimo language for snow I ponder Why are there not 50 words in the English
Category: Erotica
Bodies at Rest and Motion
I have always loved the first time with a new lover the sense of adventure discovery experiencing their skin for the first time unclothed vulnerable
Shelter
you are liquid warmth on long frosty nights you are soft whisper in a world that shouts you are gentle touch in a room of
Fire
The sheets with tiny pink rosebuds, incongruously innocent, are tangled beneath us. Your lips travel slowly down from my earlobe to my neck, marking your
