Lioness AKA IRISH for Thursday, May 1, 2008

Morning After The tangled sheets, Sleep abandoned. Given over to lust, And erotic passion. Forceful seduction, Lustful satisfaction. Tickled caresses, Swelling seduction, Ravaging of heated bodies A conquest taken, Or bloom of love. Morning light, Chases the sexual night. Shadows creep over naked... Sign in to see full entry.

Reflections Through Time Reflections of life, wherever you look, Like open pages of a book, Turning over, anticipated wonder inside. Rippled shadows, grow long on the lake, Not a course that can be fake…Time moves on, Allowing knowledge along the way, Wisdom is power, so they say, often held at bay,... Sign in to see full entry.