Intoxyc8me's blog: "Writers & Lovers"

Digital Sterility by LateNiteFantasy© Late Nite Fantasy likes to prostitute poetic verse. Katherine, being his current little e-kitty wife, anoints his keystrokes with naughty verbiage Late Nite Fantasy an internet adulterate with alliteration, germinates words of decadence filling substratum storage in Katherine’s hard drive. Both are climatic online receivers deceiving reality with starlight bliss, without ever giving each other one kiss.... ....

Define a Line by LateNiteFantasy© Define a line that curves a subtle inward arc intersecting between warm breath and an oblique whimper, the voice, wavering delicate pathways undulating linear tone and sensation. Still pining more to press an indentation – fill the silent chasm with sound and shape a beginning deep inside a single point, arching into a rhythm, a line that curves.

If You Dream Of Angels by LateNiteFantasy© Within the prison of your days and the restless pacing sleep of night's dungeon, do dreams of angels wrap around your heart; breasts tighten at the thought, one may be out there even now seeking to effect your rescue? Do you then, with hesitant whisper, conjure something more than hope, yet less than prayer? If so, the one who answers, may be of another cloth than you wove into your fairy tale tapestry, emerging stealthily from the shadows to devour those sweet illusions, yet be not surprised to discover, it was those delusions that truly bound you.

Red Wine Release by LateNiteFantasy© Red Wine Release As she sips from the goblet His eyes they do rest Upon her body So delicate, enchanting, divine Warm rose colored lips Poised gently upon her glass As he awaits the warmth Radiating, pulsating from her loins Take me to that place Let me embrace the depth it doeth hold Make me wait no longer Lead me to orgasm, eruption, to ecstasy The goblet lowers from her lips Body erect, waiting, calling His body aches, waits, responds Entangled web, passion, release

Essence Of Sex by LateNiteFantasy© Blow my mind Soar my soul. Let our bodies speak and demand Anything we want. Let Our hands clenched, Eyes delved and pierced each other, Lips locked and tongues tangled Like mating snakes. Let all elements of flesh mingle Smell, scent, skin salt, sweat Where everything meets Bites, kisses are taking their turn Tearing, bruising are not left behind Whispering lewd and profane things. Let our bodies counter with a beastly urge Fit after fit, like enemies clashing Until all fierce, pent up loads discharged Souls shattered, consumed, tempered and tamed Souls melted and blended in a sensual pot. Let the lotus of mating open petals Until we had it, the embedded core of Earthly essence Called endless Discreet, uninterrupted lusious sex.

LQQKING GLASS by LateNiteFatasy© Beautiful images hidden in the obscure. Search the light , the dark, the shades of gray for clues. Talk to you in my riddles and rhymes if that is how I wish to speak. Or is it the only way I can? Let your eyes go hazy as my words sink in. Just read between the lines and catch glimpses of me In the crowded dance of words. Piece by piece I fall into place. The puzzle incomplete. You raised the looking glass to us, But did you know? The looking glass goes both ways. By touching me, I touch you too. Keep reading and I’ll keep writing. Follow the lyrical breadcrumbs that lead to my inner self. Getting closer each time to the beat of my heart. I’ll show you mine, if you show me yours.

Each Day Will Be Valentine by LateNiteFantasy© Each Day Will Be Valentine Words painting a dozen roses.... Whispers melting Like chocolate With the comely view Of iridescence Your tenderness Floating to the music Of two heart beats... White doves flock The anointed skies Each Day Feeling Like Valentine As I boldly gaze past the depth Of your eyes.