Over hill, over dale, Through bush, through briar, Over park, over pale, Through flood, through fire… …Annette ran like fuck. Her muscles burned from hill-climbing, her lungs from dale-traversing and pale-hurdling. Her ash-blond hair had snagged on bushes. Briars had torn her gown and fires had singed it. Drenched by floods the cobwebbed fabric clung to her slender frame. She was scratched and scorched and foot-sore, yet...

The murky day surrendered to the sharp shadows of night, all hope of serenity lost to the utter blackness of despair. A lifeless cloud of ominous oppression threatened the bleak world throughout the twilight of the day, delivering ill omens. In the foreboding, abysmal night, they had come. As the cloaked, hooded figures approached from the distance, terror and the silence of death in their wake, the warmth drained from my...

Once again, I was wearing my prettiest outfit, with the almost-translucent blouse and the skirt that I had shortened, held together with tape and staples. Once again, I went to the bar in the expensive hotel, hoping to get picked up by a high-roller – and once again, I was. This time it was a woman, and a cold, beautiful, scary one at that. Blonde, statuesque, regal good looks, definitely Teutonic. A Valkyrie. I tried to...

In nightmares I see youMemories of what we hadInsane visions of you lost to meSomething is wrong, it cannot be trueStrange things happen, a terrifying view Yet I see the future nowOnly glimpses and shadowsUncovered truths, an unbroken bough Phantoms of a time to comeLandscapes painted of ochre sandsEchoes of a life not yet livedA chance to grasp at one last crumbSo our hearts, to love succumb Eyes open upon todayCaptivati...

Tossing and turningFighting for controlTrying to overcome the darknessThe self-doubt and insecurities. "Shh." you sayAs you sit downWrapping your arms around herAs you pull her on your lap. Placing soft kisses on her foreheadWhispering softly"Calm down, my beautiful angelI’m here and nothing will hurt you now." The tears subsideAs you softly kiss her neckShe squirms and gigglesAs you hold her tighter "Angel, I want youYou...

Waking at three in the morning, my eyesDamp for some reason, I lie silent in the darkListening for the familiar fall and riseOf your soft breathing; but only the stark Emptiness of absence surrounds my frailVacuum. My heartbeat throbs like your cockUsed to, while I can only weep with hatred at my staleDesire. My brain screams at me, begging me to mock My ridiculous longing, my hopeless dreamsOf belonging. But my heart scr...

As a single mother of a teenage child, life isn’t easy. Especially when that child starts having problems. My name is Layla and I am a forty-three-year-old woman. I have kept my looks and work out three times a week. My son, Luke, is just seventeen and is a strapping, handsome young man. I can’t say I was attracted to him, I wasn’t, but he did look a lot like his father, who I was besotted with. It all started a few years...

I woke up last nightmy mind filled with terror you said you did not love me anymore My eyes filled with tears, I could not seethe pain that inside cut like a knife to my heart and drowned me in fearYou walked away without saying goodbyethe "us" that had only just began,  was over within the blink of an eye I am waiting still for that spring daywhen winter is overand your heart is free to stay When you can love only me,  w...

This poem only available on Lush StoriesThis biting night is cold and lonesome:Echoes of the monstrous pastAre creeping up and nipping at me,My spirit terrified, aghast.The nails of fear are ripping through me,Slicing open hidden worries;Skin in shreds and bleeding fiercely,Shining barbs fly round in flurries.Screaming voices, hate and anguish,Temporal fears solidify,This waking nightmare murders sleeping,Ancient spectres...