Here I am far out to sea
Missing you as you miss me
A day doesn't go by
Without thoughts of you on wings fly
Shed not a tear for me
There is too much salt already in the sea
Though this ocean be vast and blue
I'll soon be coming home to...
Poem, Poetry, Sea, Separation, homecoming, return, travel
Shifting sand, dancing foam
Setting sun upon the water
The wind twirling through my hair
On your face I ponder
Lips like Cupid's bow
Nose of a Roman
Locks of dark silken strands
Seaweed bearing roses
Waves crashing over me
Love...
Death, Love, Mermaid, Poem, Poetry
Fae danced in lunar light to the music of snow falls. Feet skipping lightly across cobbled streets and graceless ground. Despite the season, the air was filled with anger and sorrow as people milled about grabbing gifts and wrappers, balancing cheque...
Christmas, Short Story, fae, fairy
Lips like tasty wine
That I could get drunk on
Lips that are so fine
That I could die
From a gentle kiss
I could almost faint
From a kiss of passion
I could die
Turn me into a beast
With a nibble
Make me whimper
With a suckle ...
Kissing, Passion, Romance
She slipped from the shadows between the towering trees, keeping her senses out on alert, her lavender eyes skimming her surroundings. The night had the taste of storms on the quiet wind as it blew her silver hair across her face. The pregnant moon was...
Fight, Love, Short Story, Werewolf, Wolf, broken heart, dark elf
Running on ever nimble feet
Moonlight races through the shadows
Through the trees
Golden eyes in the dark
Hiding in velvet, soft
Paws to hands, pelt to skin
All the better to lure her in
The moon watches from above
As the hunter...
Hunt, Poem, Poetry, Vampire, Werewolf, hunted, hunter
The woods were quiet as the partial lunar eye peaked from behind silver wisps. The giants with their leafy limbs and branches were filled with Spring's new buds and thus swung heavily by Gods' breath. A romantic setting for bloody survival.
...
Hunt, Short Story, Vampire, Werewolf, Wolf, hunter, shifter
Joan did not know what compelled her to go outside so late at night, but even with the paranoid sensation of eyes on her back, she continued off the back porch and towards the woods at the back of her house. The moon shone brightly as she came to the...
Horror, Hunt, Naga, Short Story