His umber eyes wandered

Scanning the night sky

What a delight it was!

A vast lovely view.

How he wished

To be more daring

At least even able to ask,

‘‘What’s your name?’’

His mind seemed to

Begin to frost and freeze

Whenever he saw her....

A shooting star flew by—

All he did was make-

One wish...

That he’d be able to

Get to talk to her..soon.

#WISH~*

come closer.

so i can

w h i s p e r

all my

s e c r e t s

onto your skin.

don’t worry about the cold.

let our burning

f i r e

melt the

f r o s t

that coats the glass.

don’t say a word.

your lips bring steaming

d e l i g h t

to my burnt umber ones, covering me in

a c h i n g

desire.

for more.

i need your

d a r i n g

soul to

l o v e

me as gently as the leaves fall

and as rough as the ocean turns in the wind.

He delights in my devilish lies.

I’m wearing something daring.

Umber g-string, thigh highs.

The frost on the windowpane watches.

Fire dances, spitting embers.

It’s December.

And I’m with him again.

Before it all falls apart

Before the leaves fall brown

Before the frost bites.

It’s time to take delight,

Daring ourselves in ways,

Imagining the paths

That will be locked,

Those paths of umber

Running by the comb,

Before they turn to slush.

But fear not the cold,

The warm place will we rekindle.

Traversing those wollen fences,

Until we cross over yet again

To the greening.

A daring descent to come

Umber shades our raiment

The delight in gravity

Until the earth claims us

Mayhem follows the cold winds

Now covered in frost forgotten

Stay with me darling,

Make this moment last a little longer

I wish the time could stay still

Let your touch, my senses conquer

My daring heart yearns for your love,

My famished soul seeks refuge in your arms

Let me gaze into those beautiful hazel eyes

Until the umber turns to gold

Your touch is tantilizing

Underneath my skin

Your smile brings delight

and a dimple on my chin

Don’t let the winter’s frost

Bother you darling,

I will keep you warm.

You and me, a force together

We could beat any storm

#sexyhazeleyes #soulmate

Burnt embers giggling on the bridge to fiery leaves,

the red of your blush reflected upon the rustling runaway theives.

Umber hues burning for the win,

Winds whipping gales bout soft cold skin.

The dainty delight of Nature as she howls,

shrouded over by linen sheets of fretful clouds.

As the frivolous streaks of summer recede,

out creeps a daring foot, ablaze with the fires of my needs.

For all that wanes,

surfaces back again swirling it's fiery red mane.

And now I know,

Tis autumn again! Tis autumn again!

10/09/18

a beautiful cascade

of colors

heightened the senses

the frost of a new season

brought forth

a warm invitation, hues of umber

awakening the depths

from a deep slumber

the sound of my

name spoken

foreign, yet exciting

a voice which

I couldn't ignore

words dripping

from the lips

diving into heart and soul

dancing to a new melody

thoughts of delight consumed

making the body

ache, desire and crave

pain turned into beauty

beauty turned into pain

vulnerable thunder

kissing the rain

knowing this sunshine

will never be the same

autumn was fully in the air

as the dusk of lust

arose

a daring, yet reckless craving

overpowered

the need of him so potent

from his head, to his toes

feather kisses

trail up my thighs

breathlessly, I look down

opened

slowly licking my lips

teasing him with my eyes

anticipation running

through the veins

rough hands

deep thrusts

legs are wrapped

growls utter my name

there is no playing it safe

connected limbs

hair pulled back

pressed kisses with intent

a fruitful love covered in lustful sin

autumn colors which

will be seen

in the midst of

a black and white

world

secrets of the heart

tucked tightly

forever cherished

and kept

all in the depths

of my colorful

october

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The leaves crackle beneath our feet

In the forest, a maze of rusts and umber

I feel the autum air tinged with frost

Daring us to warm ourselves in loves embrace

And delight ourselves and all our senses

Among the depths of autumns dying splendour.

I can feel the testy frost getting to me.

The memories of the umber wood in the fireplace

Breath's steam seeping into the air

Yet it's still Autumn.

The crisp leaves crunching on the ground in delight

The red wagons pulled about by the young children

But winter is near... it's fingertips gently settling upon my shoulders

begging me to remember it's touch

Daring me to dream of the dark mornings and darker nights

Pleading for my memories of snow and ice

The cool tendrils reaching into my consciousness

I cannot deny Autumn

But Winter is far sexier