Submissions by fianaturie8 (Fia Naturie)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Poet: She is the second flame within a flame that tempts you to touch.The writer that has no shame or hang ups to show she is here.Fia is the me that I share with you. The other me is the outer flame that burns but is not so hot.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
Yesterday 11:21pm
Yesterday 11:21pm
The Boyfriend Agreement (Comedy)
1 Lawyer Helen 15 yrs old, 2 Lawyer Eddie 15 yrs old
Representing
(1 client Yasmine 15 yrs old . 2nd client Jerell 15 yrs old)
Helen=Do you want to be Yasmine's boyfriend?
Eddie=What does Jerell have to do ?
Helen=Hold her hand
Eddie=Ah huh
Helen=Sit next to her
Eddie=Yeah
Helen=Stufffff
Eddie=Stop! That is what he wants to know. What stuff?
Helen=Kissing
Eddie=Close mouth or open?
Helen=What does it...
Representing
(1 client Yasmine 15 yrs old . 2nd client Jerell 15 yrs old)
Helen=Do you want to be Yasmine's boyfriend?
Eddie=What does Jerell have to do ?
Helen=Hold her hand
Eddie=Ah huh
Helen=Sit next to her
Eddie=Yeah
Helen=Stufffff
Eddie=Stop! That is what he wants to know. What stuff?
Helen=Kissing
Eddie=Close mouth or open?
Helen=What does it...
#happiness
48 reads
12 Comments
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
Yesterday 12:02pm
Yesterday 12:02pm
The NAO Amalgamate Inc. chapter1 part 1
The brown brick building at 1015 Chambers Street was not as easy to find as everyone may have thought. It was surrounded by other buildings that look identical to it. The only stand out feature that it had going for it was a small porcelain vase, off to the right, by the door way had one purple tulip in it.
Before entering the obscure building. Kat made sure to touch up her (tourmaline) red lipstick. Her hair was behaving itself and not puffing out due to the hot, humid day New York was having at the moment.
She was supposed to be on the twelfth floor, room 322. She...
Before entering the obscure building. Kat made sure to touch up her (tourmaline) red lipstick. Her hair was behaving itself and not puffing out due to the hot, humid day New York was having at the moment.
She was supposed to be on the twelfth floor, room 322. She...
#StreamOfConsciousness
51 reads
10 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th Jan 2025 7:54pm
29th Jan 2025 7:54pm
Jealous Of A Dream
When you close your eyes
Does she call you baby
Does she make you smile
A lot more maybe
Do you tell her your problems?
Hoping she’ll solve’em
When she touches your hair
Do you lovingly stare
I am jealous
Can’t you see
You dream about her
That her, is me
You tell me over and over
How she held your hand
Wanting you to come over
To be her man
Don’t dream and leave me here
She is not real
Touch me and compare
These tears that fall
Are real too
Each one that...
Does she call you baby
Does she make you smile
A lot more maybe
Do you tell her your problems?
Hoping she’ll solve’em
When she touches your hair
Do you lovingly stare
I am jealous
Can’t you see
You dream about her
That her, is me
You tell me over and over
How she held your hand
Wanting you to come over
To be her man
Don’t dream and leave me here
She is not real
Touch me and compare
These tears that fall
Are real too
Each one that...
#jealousy
#sadness
68 reads
12 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th Jan 2025 11:39am
29th Jan 2025 11:39am
Spotlight on Damiandeadlove (with his permission)
#StreamOfConsciousness
78 reads
8 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
27th Jan 2025 00:33am
27th Jan 2025 00:33am
Top Shelf pt 3 (Twist and Final)
#BDSM
#dirty
#lust
#sex
#sexy
192 reads
14 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
26th Jan 2025 10:58pm
26th Jan 2025 10:58pm
Top Shelf pt 2 (Bedroom)
It’s Time”
I wanted to hear those
Words for way too long
Handling him with fierce determination
We need to reach back to my place
As if the dinner bell just rang
I was salivating over what
Lies beneath his calm demeanor
Dark, moody, and deep in thought
A side smile crept on my face
There was no hesitation.
Once inside, we went straight.
To the bedroom
I turned around to him like a
Woman possessed
Tongues dived and danced.
My hands gripped his body, seeking.
The feel of skin.
Pulling...
I wanted to hear those
Words for way too long
Handling him with fierce determination
We need to reach back to my place
As if the dinner bell just rang
I was salivating over what
Lies beneath his calm demeanor
Dark, moody, and deep in thought
A side smile crept on my face
There was no hesitation.
Once inside, we went straight.
To the bedroom
I turned around to him like a
Woman possessed
Tongues dived and danced.
My hands gripped his body, seeking.
The feel of skin.
Pulling...
#dirty
#lust
#sex #sexy
#sex #sexy
148 reads
10 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
26th Jan 2025 4:32pm
26th Jan 2025 4:32pm
Top Shelf
#sensual
#sexy
#temptation
151 reads
14 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
24th Jan 2025 7:09pm
24th Jan 2025 7:09pm
Lost Us
Lost Us
#fear
#heartbroken
124 reads
11 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
24th Jan 2025 12:04pm
24th Jan 2025 12:04pm
Morning Water
Men wake up with morning wood
Everybody wonders if women could
Wake up with something just the same
I’m here to tell you we do under a different name
We wake up in morning water
Yep, you heard me right. There is no other
Very wet and surrounded by moisture
Waiting for that mouth, finger, or pole sir
You’ve wondered why we do not say
Why should we tell you and give it all away
I'm saying it now, but I don't give a shit
I want you to hurry up and slip in that dick
When...
Everybody wonders if women could
Wake up with something just the same
I’m here to tell you we do under a different name
We wake up in morning water
Yep, you heard me right. There is no other
Very wet and surrounded by moisture
Waiting for that mouth, finger, or pole sir
You’ve wondered why we do not say
Why should we tell you and give it all away
I'm saying it now, but I don't give a shit
I want you to hurry up and slip in that dick
When...
#dirty
#sex
243 reads
16 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd Jan 2025 10:03pm
23rd Jan 2025 10:03pm
Sands of Time
When can I walk on the sands of time
Let it sift through the soul
Leaving footprints behind
For the wind to sweep away?
I fell on the sand
To have it burn me and scorch
From past regrets and remorse
Downy wings try to erupt
From leathered and weathered skin
To go up in a plume of smoke
The sands of time have no feeling
They do not judge
They are just and we must walk our path
Let it sift through the soul
Leaving footprints behind
For the wind to sweep away?
I fell on the sand
To have it burn me and scorch
From past regrets and remorse
Downy wings try to erupt
From leathered and weathered skin
To go up in a plume of smoke
The sands of time have no feeling
They do not judge
They are just and we must walk our path
#emptiness
111 reads
16 Comments
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
22nd Jan 2025 3:53am
22nd Jan 2025 3:53am
The NAO Amalgamate Inc.
Calling all writers, calling all writers. Looking for bound and determined writers in all genres. Willing to cohabitate in a four-bedroom apartment. If interested. Email L.vaga@gemini.com with a short example of work.
“The gooey gelatinous muck slowly slides past her defined collar bone leaving a red neon trail or burning flesh---"
“What the hell are you writing, Zoë?”
Slamming her head against her ancient home computer, a muffled answer to the question seeps through.
“I have no idea.”
“What? Can you lift your head and speak to me?”...
“The gooey gelatinous muck slowly slides past her defined collar bone leaving a red neon trail or burning flesh---"
“What the hell are you writing, Zoë?”
Slamming her head against her ancient home computer, a muffled answer to the question seeps through.
“I have no idea.”
“What? Can you lift your head and speak to me?”...
#StreamOfConsciousness
110 reads
13 Comments
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