Read in the Face

What if he took me right there in the bookstore?

Persuasion

Erotic Poetry

I look different in print.
The serifs dip below the strokes,
their angles catching the page
like…

The Night You Came

It unfolds like this.

Cascading waterfalls

Erotic story of truth revealed

In Between the Moon and You

It’s the Counting Crows lyrics. Or maybe it’s not. It’s your old band shirt. Or maybe it’s not. It’s your…

In the Waves

Something about the rhythm of the waves. It’s always seemed intensely erotic to me. The unrelenting, unabashed pull, the incessant need…