Monthly Archive: May 2015


The Tryst of True Thomas

Beguiling Beauty, Whose fingers caress the neck As razored-silk. Pull tightly, carve my flesh with haunting embrace.   Breathless longing, Your lips to mine, keep planted til I gasp no more. Sweetest kiss the...


May Day Musing

Please excuse any lack of quality, or disjointed flow throughout the following, these are simply ‘off the cuff’ thoughts written as they arose. Blessings of the season to all. ~ Ulric   Today I...