Erotica?

I don’t write erotica,

I write the truth,

I write of wonderful things,

The wonderful things we do.

We are lucky to be labelled as so,

Erotic, dreamy, fictional to the reader.

Do you really think,

That they read and believe us?

I don’t write erotica,

I write the truth.

How fucking lucky are we?

To do what we do….

Three

Three years ago to this very day,

Our minds and hearts gave birth to this.

A place where we’d share our thoughts,

Show our feelings weren’t mere myth.

This birthing was possible through true love,

Through a connection that transcends.

That reached around this big old world,

With a lust for each other that’ll never end.

Three years ago to this very day,

We made a pact, signed a contract of sorts.

That said we’d share with each other, and with you.

The vision of all that we’d sought.

So here we are, deeper in love today,

Than the day that we created this.

Here we are after meeting and more,

Sharing each sexual and emotional twist.

 

Hehe our baby is three years old my Beauty ❤❤❤

Here’s to many many  many more! ❤❤❤

I love you ❤❤❤

I love our blog too ❤❤❤

A Cautionary Yarn

If you’re easily offended you better not read.

For if there’s one things that’s offensive, that’ll be me.

We’re irreverently perverted, sacreligiously free.

We write what we want, write the truth that we see.

This blog is our story, all content based in truth.

My Beauty and I have very few rules.

If this troubles you the reader, if one finds us uncouthed.

I suggest you stop here, for this blog’s rather rude.

What To Write

I sit and ponder what to write,

Something original, something trite?

Something sexual, poems of love?

One thing I know, it’ll be about us.

I write for you, I write for me.

I write of things we’ve felt and seen.

I write our chronicle, our history.

I write of what will come into being.

As I sit I ponder, what tonight?

Who knows what? But I’m certain I’ll write.