Sweet and Dark Pleasures Should Be Shared

Most flowers save their delights for Spring. Not my Montauk daisy. She enjoys blooming for Autumn. Either that, or she prefers to flourish whenever Nature’s skirts go from greens to golds to crimsons… towards the arms of Winter’s dark.

Last week, I wrote about screams that meant nothing and of lovers who know ink. There was pleasure and chocolate and poetry… on Instagram (I brought it here, in case you missed it—sweet and dark pleasures should be shared with all). 😉

Pleasure is dark
chocolate
and you,
whispering poetry
on my spine.

Speaking of sharing and of sweetness and of friends with spines…

Emma, mistress of Groovy Gothic, sent me a raven, a hammer, a blade, some dark words a red death. Yep, I’ve been grinning like the happiest of maniacs.

Stacy, from Magic Love Crow, blessed me with a murder of crows to stick with… I’ve stared at them for days, trying to figure out what surface deserves this beauty.

Then, when I thought my grin couldn’t get any bigger, Ms Misantropia presented me with a silver hammer that proved me completely wrong. My grin has grown to nearly violent proportions.

Emma, Stacy, and Katarina, you rocketh my October very mucho *wild giggles*. Thank you so much. I’ll treasure your gifts… always.

I’ve been doing wild things with words in them. What have you been up to?

When I’m Wrapped in Night…

I love the Fall… the way its dark forces us to see with more than our eyes, to feel so much more. Spring and Summer are glorious, but few things in Nature’s circular dance can equal the yumminess that brews out of the reds and golds (and indispensable grays) of Autumn. I love this season so much that my delight always seeps into my Muse’s bones. See?

wild blooms burn
crimson, as I wait
for the fall

When I’m wrapped in night,
my dream song is full
of your mouth and hands.
Can you hear my hips
dancing your touch home?

Some days, you must bite
right into the heart, if you want
to taste the sweet and sour
balance of pleasure.

other bits…
– If you’ve yet to read my “Felt Words”, do take a look-see. Then help me see where the story will go next. At the moment, our protagonist is being seduced by a stranger’s mind-kindling ink. I wonder… Future installments will be published on Fridays.
– I shall announce this year’s Witches in Fiction theme on October 1st.
I asked friends on Facebook to choose which poetic tale they wanted me to rebirth in October. It is only fair that I also ask you. So, which would you like, my Wicked Luvs, “Sexy, Dark and Bloody” or “Belle du Freak”?
– Linked to the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads.