Hands running curves
tracing shape
sending shivers
dimpling goose flesh
and a velvet purr

Kindness

Same Hands harsh
as if forcing new shape
evoking moans
coloring skin in reds and blues
and a pleading cry

Cruelty

as casually contrary as i
ying yang
kiss and crush
the celestial and infernal embrace
i am always so undone

Peering to the worlds spinning below ( Read more... )

diamond rings and fairy wings
the indestructible and the ethereal

scarves, scars and candy bars
something silken, another broken and wickedly bad but sweet

an overgrown path lay before me, the past a twisting road behind
such a curious journey

The rain falls a steady beat ( Read more... )

I want nothing more then the feel of cold wet soil beneath my paws ( Read more... )

The weekend went by in a flicker of feral nature and fire flies; a dance so decadent as to only be engaged in limited supply. Not a single complaint from this Fay one. A smile still paints my face ( Read more... )

The soft light, shadows longer and deeper in the chill of winter days ( Read more... )

too small to see
countless fangs rend all the tender places
i scramble to capture the bits that begin to fold away
but all run through my fingers
like trying to capture sand spilled from the hour glass
and thus my dissolution

in bits and pieces
fragments spilled like marbles from a draw string bag
but i am here
scrambling with trembling fingers
trying to pull the scattered back into some semblance of alignment

the hole is chewing me, an agressive rat shredding
and i am quaking between the surreal and real

sinking to my ankles

falling from somber slate to shades of dove light gray ( Read more... )