A singular moment.

One word, one word that you send scuttling into my mind. A singular moment in time when you consume my every thought as they pump furiously round my body circling, circling, closing in on the swelling bud that waits impatiently to be stroked into oblivion. Oh how I can taste your desire in your every word and your lust in your every need. Oh how I feel the essence of your passion spilling through each stroke, through each rise, through each orgasmic rush that teasingly trickles through my every muscle, settling upon my skin for hours to come. The gentle hint of a moments fun.

Karen Hayward ©2016

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Welcome to my blog! Here you will find different forms of creative writing, lots of swearing, erotic poetry, random thoughts, beautiful imagery, but most of all you will find a version of truth. My truth, this is the way that I see the world. However, all of my work is a form of creative writing, a combination of truth and fiction. I write to express my creativity, not my needs!

One thought on “A singular moment.”

  1. Oh my goodness Karen , I will have to leave my heart at your door step for that lovely passionate poem. It moves me in so many ways just as do you. Thank you for sharing dearest . Much aloha always :-))

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