[Photography] Tame
Do not tame the wolf inside you … just because you’ve met someone who doesn’t have the courage to handle you. Words by Belle Estreller
Tag: Erotic Photography
[Photography] Heart’s Garden
No matter how challenging your days are … try to grow beautiful feelings in your heart’s garden
[Photography] Identity
I was totally stumped for a prompt image for this weekend’s Sinful Sunday, then I wonder if Violet had any words beginning with i in her June selection of Big Sexy Words and as it happens she does, identity. I then realised it was a perfect time to showcase my snazzy new trousers which I […]
[Photography] Love Takes Strength
to hate is an easy lazy thing but to love takes strength that everyone has but not all are willing to practice Words by Rupi Kaur
[Photography] Ready To Play
… but when you press you body against mine it awakens my demons and not many dance on the dark side like mine do. i just hope, if anything darling … you came ready to play. Words by Mason Fowler
[Photography] Poems
I want his poems … … written on my body … … with the sweet salt of his tongue. Word by R.B. O.Brien
[Photography] Take a Sip
‘Before you take a sip’ she warned, ‘you should know that drinking my dreams will only lead to intoxicating orgies of wild poetry and love. ‘ Words by Jonny Ox
[Photography] Fell So Sweet
he confesses how long he’s lookedfor a place to worship and, oh,you put him on his knees.when he sinks to the floor and moanslike he can’t help himself, you wonder if the other angelsfell so sweet. Profane by Ashe Vernon
[Photography] Unfiltered Floss
What is it you see when you stop, find my eyes, and stare directly through all I have ever been? Tyler Knott Gregson It is very rare that I share an unedited photo, in fact, I don’t think there are any photos on my blog other than these that aren’t in some way edited. I […]
[Photography] Love You Wildly
I want to love you wildly. I don’t want words, but inarticulate cries, meaningless, from the bottom of my most primitive being, that flow from my belly like honey. A piercing joy, that leaves me empty, conquered, silenced. Words by Anais Nin
