luxdivon

you came to my door
ravish in your eyes
you had been looking through my blinds

what i saw,
and what you had seen
lingers in me
and between my knees
(as i blush because i shouldnt be so forward)
as to my thoughts
or your thoughs
or the absurdity
at the circumstance
of your glance

pictures had me craving
in a way that makes fountains flow
but then the glow of hearts beating
flowers deflowering
about clandestine affairs between two apart
as they stood there
standing. and breathing. and waiting for something.
something that could only be a goodbye that night.
she stood in her red bathrobe, fluffy and wrapped around the nakedness beneath that had been so briefly shown and photographed. i dont remember what you wore.
i just remember you standing there, and me just not being able to walk away. not until something in the archane grasp of life, did something say
Absurdity.

i must be insane to find this so alluring
to have heard more written words as i wait for more
i imagine its just the chance of more interesting playful entanglement that has my heart on a stick.

a great fantasy nonetheless
will pursue across minds as libido always has a way
of waking up the creative spirit within
allowing possibility, however absurd to exist.


thanks for all the sweet and yummy comments. i would write each and every one of you back, if only i had internet access at home i hope all is well with everyone. Muah xoxo

p u r e & n a k e d



p.s. the new set is now complete.