“Some of the jam we thought was for tomorrow, we’ve already eaten.” Tony Benn
More So hot, the toast is steaming, melting the thick slices of butter into savoury pools, wafting its salty aroma as I layer juicy, thick, blackberry jam in all its decadent sweetness, rolling round my tongue, dripping down my chin, tantalising my senses, eliciting divine sighs, O' my goodness, the urge to have another. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
At dVerse guest host Sanaa has invited us to write exploring erotica as a literary genre (what makes a poem erotic?).
dVerse Poets – Poetics – Erotica
“Speechless, we made love in mist and clouds.” Lan Ling
More She smiled as she teased two cherries with her glistening lips, rolling their smoothness around her eager tongue, grazing them gently until they surrendered their sweet juice upon her chin, and he smiled as she took two more. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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In the times i needed most, I WAS ALONE. Real life stories through my life that hopefully can enspire someone struggling.
Words from Angela.
My original blog got too big. Time to downsize.
Serving The Family Caregiver
Videos and Music with Subliminal Joy affirmation meditation
Everything Organic
Poetry and Flash Fiction
In the times i needed most, I WAS ALONE. Real life stories through my life that hopefully can enspire someone struggling.
Words from Angela.
My original blog got too big. Time to downsize.
Serving The Family Caregiver
Videos and Music with Subliminal Joy affirmation meditation
Everything Organic
Poetry and Flash Fiction
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