Archive | June 2015

Slumber

As light creeps through the curtains he watches me sleep
The flicker of my eyelids under last night’s make up
A dream of tangled limbs and lips at once forgotten
As he kisses me gently and whispers good morning

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Sinful Sunday

I’m Smokin’

As I laid in bed yesterday morning my sleepy mind drifted to smoking fetishes (I have no idea why, perhaps they featured in a dream I had already forgotten).
There are certainly aspects to these kind of fetishes I can appreciate, whilst the idea of a human ashtray has little appeal, I can understand the attraction for some and I can’t deny the image of a beautiful woman holding a cigarette between her vamp red lips is an alluring one. It’s a look I would have tried to emulate many times when I had a cigarette in my hand but those days are gone. I like many other have joined the e-cig brigade.
Although they still get put between your lips and you still exhale a cloud of “smoke”, it isn’t the same. You can’t hold it between your fingers like a cigarette as it’s far too heavy and there just isn’t any obvious sexiness to it. But that won’t do, e-cigs (while still disliked by many) have got to be sexier. You’re reducing the toxins going into your body, you no longer smell like an ashtray and even better nor does your breath. It has to be better so here I am, no red lipstick,  no holding it seductively between two fingers but I’m bringing sexy to the e-cig party.

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Oh how I wish my hair was purple!

Sinful Sunday

See who else is joining in this week.