Anthology

I am incredibly honored to have 3 pieces selected for inclusion in the anthology, Screaming from the Silence

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Screaming from the Silence consists of three sections:

Stanzas from the Silence – poetry

Stories from the Silence – prose

Sketches from the Silence – visual art

Coming January 2020

Speaking Seductively

Despite the distance
I hear it
My body pleads
Undeniable control
Delicious and magical quality

How he speaks
Deep tones
Passionate pauses
Drawn out words
So pleasing

Aching to be
An indescribable urgency
Sensual need

To experience
Him
A consuming fantasy

His
For the taking

Exclusively

Vault of Need

Deep inside
Vault of secrets
Written only in her mind
Lucious greed
Desire replays

Dimly lit scenes
Supple textures
Amplified pleasures echo

Heady seduction
Exhilarating

She waits
Anticipating
The moment
Reality exceeds imagining
Unlocked fervency
Exquisite need


Vault of Need

Farewell

How is it possible
Intensely deep
Heartbreaking
Beautifully devastating

But why

You were never even mine
I fell in love with the words
Imagined reality

An illusion
Illustrated by you
Embodied by me

Our story isn’t over
To be continued
In another time

Farewell for now

Future dreams
For I know
Someday
You
Will
Be
Mine

Christmas Shenanigans

5am Christmas Morning 2018

Twas the night before Christmas out in the country
Everyone was sleeping Snoring can be heard all through the house
My gun close by if I were to see a mouse

The stockings are hung by the chimney with care
I hope this yummy chocolate candy wasn’t meant to go in there

Out in the hall I made a big clatter
Gathering all the necessities for a little late night platter

It was a long drive here
And a few cappuccinos has me wired up so sleep is not near

Visions of family time, gifts and snacks
While trying to remain focused while driving
Singing and dodging all the deer

Now that I think about it I could really go for a beer
So out on the porch I sit listening to the sounds
Staring at the stars
Freezing my ass off even with all my layered winter gear


Pretty sure I hear a pig, or a coyote, maybe a deer
But it’s totally normal in these types of towns

I wonder if there are any bears
Gasp, OMG the chupacabra could also live here
Well frick
I hope not
If I’m not seen in the morning I probably wandered off in search of the perfect lighting to capture photos of creatures near

The thing about the silence Any and all noise definitely travels around
I’m almost certain the rustle of my late night snacks have already awakened
The 5 people that live in this town

XOXO Taylor Grace

Secrets

Lined by books
Row after row
Roaming aimlessly
Until she found an erotic novel
The pages saturated by explicit fantasies
Captured by the words
Her arousal growing
Sex pulsing
Under her skirt
Fingers delving
Satisfying release
Her naughty secret
On the floor
At the library

Love Sings

Words from the heart
Offering forever
Unconditional love
Comforting even the broken parts
His arms for protecting
Singing loves melody
Without hesitation
An offering
As he spoke, “It has always been you”
Realizing a dream
All of him
Forever and an eternity
Loves all of me


In Bold Ink

 Crafted perfectly
 Leading me
 Kissed intrigue
 Hinting pleasure
 Words enticing
 Seductive quality
 Tempting sexual greed
 Flirting fantasy
 He knows
 I see
 Sublime reverie
 His pen
 Pressed deep
 Stroking sheets
 Duplicate lines
 Writing me
 In
      Bold
                Ink
 

Yours

Watching
I slowly remove each piece
Discarded clothes
You studying every curve
Beautiful fantasy
Your gaze reflects need
My body
My soul
My offering
Yours to keep
Command me
Lead me
Guiding desire
Submissive perfection
I
Am
Yours
Exquisitely
 
 

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