Tell me a story, sweet morning dove, my love her fragile heart was heard to say, glub dub a spark arose amid those archived ashes where light grew faded, no need for matches A result of some magick and rose colored glasses...
Read MorePosted by Amora | Dec 26, 2018 | Journal Entries |
I have to see my king! His pictures are under my mattress just waiting to steal my soul. I love him so much. I give him my time, the best parts of me and more. It belongs to him, for him, so that I might be his dream come true,...
Read MorePosted by Amora | Sep 19, 2018 | Erotic Tales |
“Are you bored with me?” she says’s looking onto him with puppy dog eyes. His back is turned to her while he sits at his desk attentively working on his book. No answer comes from him as he’s entrapped in...
Read MorePosted by Amora | Sep 19, 2018 | Erotic Tales |
I saw you, in the back of the room, keeping your distance from me. You know who you are. You know who I am. Sitting back there with clammy hands. Staring at me from behind. Coming up in your head with all kinds of ways to...
Read MoreHello to the man whom makes my swiss cheese heart, swish with such anticipation of the waterfall of beauty that spills from his pallet. I rejoice in his aura which cloaks me wherever I roam. I walk a path of golden bricks with...
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