I take it, that in your neck of the woods…it’s cold. A weather forecast!

Beautifully penned, Amethyste. Sometimes it’s the little things that matter most. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

such a lovely thought ❤️

I feel that same sentiment. Nice

Love this.

🙏

Well done, my friend.

Excellent piece Elke. Always a pleasure to read your poetry.

Brilliantly penned, Elke. Excellent write my friend, it has a lyrical vibe to it. Nicely done. Appreciate you.

Damian

What a wonderful thing to read today. The routines of work life do indeed wear us down. Although I tend to daydream much of the day away. I usually have very busy days at work. But, I try to take little breaks to maintain my decent mood the best I can. Your write here is a great testament to how to deal with that.
Awesome result, Elke.

You capture the grind and the small awakenings with quiet grit—the stone never stops, but neither does the heart.
The contrast between monotony and fleeting beauty lands like a soft punch; it lingers in the chest.

“Keep it rolling, do your duty

Yet be aware of life’s beauty” Priceless!! Well done, Elke! “)

Passionately penned, Betty. Excellent write with lots of layers my friend. Crisp imagery as well. Appreciate you.

Damian

You’re waiting for the story to end. Oh my, this story is hot, it should not end.

It sizzles with a touch of noir in one’s skivvies! I like it, Betty.

Most erotica is as sexy as cold vomit, cliche and only appreciated by the sleaze pigs. You have this remarkable ability to reach inside the male mind and to deconstruct feral desires. It’s not something which usually moves me, but between my ankles and hips, your words always leave a tattoo. Great scribbling Boo.

You may not remember the fake Satanic Slut fake profile on DU? It was actually a gay male friend of mine. So outlandish and utterly bizarre, it was blatantly obvious a fake. And yet his inbox was awash with dribbling males. There’s another similar. Is there a moral to that? Probably just be aware of sad little men.

Rob x

Well, seems like you had a rough morning. Not!
As Ghosteen said, most adult poetry/prose is simply amateur porn. It takes an actual thought process to make it appealing. We use our brains too, when we have sex of any kind. So when someone can step it up to being something relatable, achievable even, for us all, then that means its good writing. So bravo to ya, for making it real for the reader.

Thank you my brother. The brain is the biggest sex organ, and I love that you pointed that out.

Thank you for the commentary. I absolutely adore you, and your opinion always matters.

Oh my. Oh my my my! Well hello Betty!
This was quite the experience to read! That sweet spot of a dream and feeling completely immersed.
Having those fantasies or dreams gets the heart going amiga. This takes vivid cardio exercise to another level.
I felt the frustration of the alarm. Noooooo!

And I love that bright smile of yours- after reading this I see why! Hahaha. No one does this better than you!

I’m so happy to see ya posted:)

Oh those 9 minutes of the snooze button…
So I almost read this while at work but upon reading the title, I opted to come back at a later time and I’m glad I did (I can’t risk people walking up behind me while read this kind of work, clutching my pearls).
Amazing. It’s every man’s fantasy and daydream, the peak of sexuality and longing wrapped up in such a hot scenario.
Now I should go for a run to get my heart going again.

Wally, that would have been a disaster! I’m glad you avoided the pearl clutching my friend.
You know I’m pro run for everything. So run your ASS off! Glad to have helped with your cardio, sweet friend.