Tease

Tease
She’s a thief of time and attention

Eyes mysterious smile delirious

Full lips beg to be kissed

Full breasts you can’t miss

Aware of every move

Commanding lust not love

Dance with just a touch

Fingertips to hush

Leave you wanting more

But she’s not your whore

Any lingering contact

Does not require a contract

She loves to put on a show

That ends when she goes home

Very few can feed

Her deeper need

She does love to please

But for now she’s just a tease

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Meet Damien (Read at Your Own Risk)

I post here periodically when I have a new poem to share and I get noticed which is amazing. Sadly my writing comes in very short bursts like the occasional broken water line. I try to function within the ordances of a broken government most of the time I guess. It makes my momentary inspirational moments seem more like malfunctions. That needs to change. I have a few readers and maybe one of them will point me in the right direction. I need a reading community to critique my work so I can formerly submit it for publication. Obviously I am willing to reciprocate. Below is the seventy-five hundred word short story that started it all. I wrote it from the point of view of a girl, but I was so intrigued by the creature (for lack of a better word) that I kept writing. I have a whole world now that includes one “finished” book, one that is almost finished, and plans for 8 more books. I need my tribe though.

Beware. It is dark erotica and definitely not for the young or fragile (emotionally or otherwise).

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