Poems About Fairies Published by Members Recently Online
#fairies
Tinkerbell

#lust
#erotic
#fairies #dirty
#fairies #dirty
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Tinkerbell

#lust
#erotic
#fairies #dirty
#fairies #dirty
426 reads
5 Comments
Tinkerbell

#lust
#erotic
#fairies #dirty
#fairies #dirty
426 reads
5 Comments
Tinkerbell

#lust
#erotic
#fairies #dirty
#fairies #dirty
426 reads
5 Comments
Autumn Nymph
Autumn Nymph
autumn nymph
whose camellia shoulders
are bared to the midnight moon
like the cream of Milky Way dreams
naked as the stars of Cassiopeia
in the October night sky
hearth light twinkles
in her unbidden tears
for season’s colors faded
into snowy quiet
tawny lashes dusted in black powder
to match the evening sky
her black flag blouse
covers her limbo navel
where the magic
of her holy blonde fleece
finds refuge in the dark la mer
of silent...
autumn nymph
whose camellia shoulders
are bared to the midnight moon
like the cream of Milky Way dreams
naked as the stars of Cassiopeia
in the October night sky
hearth light twinkles
in her unbidden tears
for season’s colors faded
into snowy quiet
tawny lashes dusted in black powder
to match the evening sky
her black flag blouse
covers her limbo navel
where the magic
of her holy blonde fleece
finds refuge in the dark la mer
of silent...
#fall
#coffee
#fairies
#sensual
#seductive
253 reads
7 Comments
Autumn Nymph
Autumn Nymph
autumn nymph
whose camellia shoulders
are bared to the midnight moon
like the cream of Milky Way dreams
naked as the stars of Cassiopeia
in the October night sky
hearth light twinkles
in her unbidden tears
for season’s colors faded
into snowy quiet
tawny lashes dusted in black powder
to match the evening sky
her black flag blouse
covers her limbo navel
where the magic
of her holy blonde fleece
finds refuge in the dark la mer
of silent...
autumn nymph
whose camellia shoulders
are bared to the midnight moon
like the cream of Milky Way dreams
naked as the stars of Cassiopeia
in the October night sky
hearth light twinkles
in her unbidden tears
for season’s colors faded
into snowy quiet
tawny lashes dusted in black powder
to match the evening sky
her black flag blouse
covers her limbo navel
where the magic
of her holy blonde fleece
finds refuge in the dark la mer
of silent...
#fall
#coffee
#fairies
#sensual
#seductive
253 reads
7 Comments
Autumn Nymph
Autumn Nymph
autumn nymph
whose camellia shoulders
are bared to the midnight moon
like the cream of Milky Way dreams
naked as the stars of Cassiopeia
in the October night sky
hearth light twinkles
in her unbidden tears
for season’s colors faded
into snowy quiet
tawny lashes dusted in black powder
to match the evening sky
her black flag blouse
covers her limbo navel
where the magic
of her holy blonde fleece
finds refuge in the dark la mer
of silent...
autumn nymph
whose camellia shoulders
are bared to the midnight moon
like the cream of Milky Way dreams
naked as the stars of Cassiopeia
in the October night sky
hearth light twinkles
in her unbidden tears
for season’s colors faded
into snowy quiet
tawny lashes dusted in black powder
to match the evening sky
her black flag blouse
covers her limbo navel
where the magic
of her holy blonde fleece
finds refuge in the dark la mer
of silent...
#fall
#coffee
#fairies
#sensual
#seductive
253 reads
7 Comments
Autumn Nymph
Autumn Nymph
autumn nymph
whose camellia shoulders
are bared to the midnight moon
like the cream of Milky Way dreams
naked as the stars of Cassiopeia
in the October night sky
hearth light twinkles
in her unbidden tears
for season’s colors faded
into snowy quiet
tawny lashes dusted in black powder
to match the evening sky
her black flag blouse
covers her limbo navel
where the magic
of her holy blonde fleece
finds refuge in the dark la mer
of silent...
autumn nymph
whose camellia shoulders
are bared to the midnight moon
like the cream of Milky Way dreams
naked as the stars of Cassiopeia
in the October night sky
hearth light twinkles
in her unbidden tears
for season’s colors faded
into snowy quiet
tawny lashes dusted in black powder
to match the evening sky
her black flag blouse
covers her limbo navel
where the magic
of her holy blonde fleece
finds refuge in the dark la mer
of silent...
#fall
#coffee
#fairies
#sensual
#seductive
253 reads
7 Comments
Autumn Nymph
Autumn Nymph
autumn nymph
whose camellia shoulders
are bared to the midnight moon
like the cream of Milky Way dreams
naked as the stars of Cassiopeia
in the October night sky
hearth light twinkles
in her unbidden tears
for season’s colors faded
into snowy quiet
tawny lashes dusted in black powder
to match the evening sky
her black flag blouse
covers her limbo navel
where the magic
of her holy blonde fleece
finds refuge in the dark la mer
of silent...
autumn nymph
whose camellia shoulders
are bared to the midnight moon
like the cream of Milky Way dreams
naked as the stars of Cassiopeia
in the October night sky
hearth light twinkles
in her unbidden tears
for season’s colors faded
into snowy quiet
tawny lashes dusted in black powder
to match the evening sky
her black flag blouse
covers her limbo navel
where the magic
of her holy blonde fleece
finds refuge in the dark la mer
of silent...
#fall
#coffee
#fairies
#sensual
#seductive
253 reads
7 Comments
Pat-a-Cake
flash fiction
The old man was a part of the landscape. He had a black birthmark on his left cheek and sat outside a disused estate agent’s. Local shopkeepers brought him food and blankets on occasion, and while he had no cap out for money, he would sometimes be handed some coins.
Lucy, an academic, was writing a social history of the town and became curious about the man because no-one seemed to remember when he’d first pitched up. ‘He only says three words’ said the landlady of a pub down the street. ‘Drink, smoke, and pat-a-cake.’
An old boy at the bar shook...
The old man was a part of the landscape. He had a black birthmark on his left cheek and sat outside a disused estate agent’s. Local shopkeepers brought him food and blankets on occasion, and while he had no cap out for money, he would sometimes be handed some coins.
Lucy, an academic, was writing a social history of the town and became curious about the man because no-one seemed to remember when he’d first pitched up. ‘He only says three words’ said the landlady of a pub down the street. ‘Drink, smoke, and pat-a-cake.’
An old boy at the bar shook...
#fairies
#ShortStory
#historical #horror
#historical #horror
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Pat-a-Cake
flash fiction
The old man was a part of the landscape. He had a black birthmark on his left cheek and sat outside a disused estate agent’s. Local shopkeepers brought him food and blankets on occasion, and while he had no cap out for money, he would sometimes be handed some coins.
Lucy, an academic, was writing a social history of the town and became curious about the man because no-one seemed to remember when he’d first pitched up. ‘He only says three words’ said the landlady of a pub down the street. ‘Drink, smoke, and pat-a-cake.’
An old boy at the bar shook...
The old man was a part of the landscape. He had a black birthmark on his left cheek and sat outside a disused estate agent’s. Local shopkeepers brought him food and blankets on occasion, and while he had no cap out for money, he would sometimes be handed some coins.
Lucy, an academic, was writing a social history of the town and became curious about the man because no-one seemed to remember when he’d first pitched up. ‘He only says three words’ said the landlady of a pub down the street. ‘Drink, smoke, and pat-a-cake.’
An old boy at the bar shook...
#fairies
#ShortStory
#historical #horror
#historical #horror
205 reads
0 Comments
Pat-a-Cake
flash fiction
The old man was a part of the landscape. He had a black birthmark on his left cheek and sat outside a disused estate agent’s. Local shopkeepers brought him food and blankets on occasion, and while he had no cap out for money, he would sometimes be handed some coins.
Lucy, an academic, was writing a social history of the town and became curious about the man because no-one seemed to remember when he’d first pitched up. ‘He only says three words’ said the landlady of a pub down the street. ‘Drink, smoke, and pat-a-cake.’
An old boy at the bar shook...
The old man was a part of the landscape. He had a black birthmark on his left cheek and sat outside a disused estate agent’s. Local shopkeepers brought him food and blankets on occasion, and while he had no cap out for money, he would sometimes be handed some coins.
Lucy, an academic, was writing a social history of the town and became curious about the man because no-one seemed to remember when he’d first pitched up. ‘He only says three words’ said the landlady of a pub down the street. ‘Drink, smoke, and pat-a-cake.’
An old boy at the bar shook...
#fairies
#ShortStory
#historical #horror
#historical #horror
205 reads
0 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Fairies Published by Members Recently Online