V-Ink Stories
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Welcome to my page where the shadows follow you and nightmares become real, but don't worry they're just stories... right?
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Making Love
As you hold my hand... I am forced to show you how I feel, a real feeling, connected through heart and soul. The electrifying heat warms us, a kiss leads us to it, its hard enough to stop, the satisfaction of our bodies begin to pop. I can keep it going, for as long as you need it, actions speak louder than words... and whatever happens, I always express my words and emotions to you. But soon I'll give you what you need, showing that I love you... you deserve to be happy, bloom like a flower. Every day that I look at you, my heart beats fast but steady, no other girl can do me the same. Beautiful in your own league, at least you are the only one to take my heart and keep it. I'm so lucky to have you, not even my mothers or my father felt my pain or had the affection that was lost. To make love to with you will be perfect, I only hope...
By V-Ink Stories7 years ago in Poets
My Heart
...she's the beat that won't stop, so much love... she turns down the ones who hate me, anyone who could try to break me. Picky eater, but she devours love, given me the only hope to take flight like a dove. The mother of my blood and veins, she gives birth to my pleasure and pains. Compassionate and built to please, she brings me down to my knees, voice soft, telling me what I need. But she knows I don't care much for fancy things, but for substance and love, she knows my favorites, my style, and melody. Wanting me to be myself and no one else, my soul and heart my personalities and wealth. People can hate on my heart, it's funny how she makes others jealous. I don't want the attention and she knows it, focused on my life to be better for her love. Whomever she chooses for me is only my Godsend... blessing. Now she found me another heart to nurture, she promises to never hurt you, adrenaline and stamina rise. She wants your heart to have care and love, the finer things, absorbing emotions like a sponge in water. I follow her feelings as I follow God, me and her destiny’s waiting. But she pushes me to take the long road, she's patiently waiting...
By V-Ink Stories7 years ago in Poets
The Moon
Her skin pale, her mood swings the ocean, waves kiss the shore gently, as she hides her face, shy, she watches on. When full her beauty glows on us, giving me hope, howling... sing her a song of grace an offering to her, may I get blessed. I may have many wishes, but my only one is to love and be loved in return, with that I would do anything and everything for that person. Turns out I'm still waiting, my hope has slowly faded, its been years since that wish... angered, sadden, and broken, blinded my mind. Yet my heart still could see, see my future, it kept life going. The moon shines my path, God has a plan... I was put here for you... you see me as human. Not a pet, or what people see me as a dog or wolf. What do you see? Am I just a monster? Do you hate what I am? Why is it me? Why do I have to be so different?
By V-Ink Stories7 years ago in Poets
W.M.D.
Open up a little, let me inside your mind, your soul, heart, and pride. Let us go the distance, no need to be so cold, warm up and guide me through to you and your desires. Light up the room, get hot and sweat you out, get me tired, fired upon you. This love is our pleasure to measure the appreciation, hold me tight as you can. Tell me what you want, loosen up, be my caramel hazelnut coffee. Give me a refill, more cups, more sweetness, don’t stop. It takes me a while to get tired out, keep it driving till the engine stops. Until it gets overloaded and pops, how far can you go, how much can you take until your legs shake? How do you want it and what do you want me to do? Passionate, slow, or flow with it, show me how you feel. Let me inside take you for a ride into a new world. Let it all go, the stress, let me kiss you from your neck, chest, and on down. Happy and smiling, not a frown. I can take you higher because your an angel, talk to me louder. Fill you up with love and desire, your body beautiful as it functions. You're a weapon of mass destruction…
By V-Ink Stories7 years ago in Poets
Touch
Tell me how it feels, do you get excited? From one to 10, do you love getting my fingers in, or stroke slow, fast, or carefully? How is it when you climax? Deeper or longer, what's your favorite part, when it ends or starts? As I go in deeper, it wraps around my fingers with much force. It's telling me to stay, don't leave, stay a little longer. You tremble and shake, legs like an earthquake, along with your body you go ahead, climax. Let it go, let it free, the stress let it be, weak in your legs, tired... tell me how was it, my touch, is it good or perfect?
By V-Ink Stories7 years ago in Poets
She Red/Chaos
Single like always he was, Jeff partied, drunk, but didn’t smoke, but she did. Red dress lipstick, make up with hair as dark as night. He fell in love but soon his face full of fright, she was red, her skin demonic covered with sins. She was fed, he looked into her eyes and before you knew it, he was dead.
By V-Ink Stories7 years ago in Poets
Sync
A moan in your voice from satisfaction, you bring the attraction to your body, you want more and more. Your legs shake, you beg, no matter ruff or soft, it seems to get you smiling. Off our bodies in pure sync, just let it take control fusing you to me. You hold on tight as your heart speeds, you don't plead. No mercy, love blossoms beautiful roses, in sync I gaze in your eyes. Just tell me how you want our love to be, show me your fantasy. You love to hypnotizing me, as you set me free, I am forever your love, protector, man, and pleasure of ecstasy.
By V-Ink Stories7 years ago in Poets
Dark Wings
Unfortunately, born under my name, don't want the fortune and fame. Spoiled by the mothers or sisters of fate, born without the father as I drown in hate, the true father put me on this path. Learned to fight to induce the wrath. Wanting to stop, needing of death, so but was absorbed by his emotions of true wealth. His dark wings blacked with hate, as I await, for fate, but the father above looks on in sorrow for this one. Wanting him to hold on, the path still long, jagged and rough as he walks in with his dark wings, sings in the hopeful song.
By V-Ink Stories7 years ago in Poets
Father
Will I be a good father? Work them or spoil them? Laugh and play as I come from work every day? Treat them badly like mine before me and leave them behind? To fail them like mine has done for he no longer wanted me?... I will be a good father. Keep them happy, fed, well dressed, their stress relieved to never be depressed. What I don't have they can have it. Their happiness and yours is my joy and experience. Memories I want to keep forever and be glad to be called a father, not just a dad.
By V-Ink Stories7 years ago in Poets
7 Sins
Gluttony: Disgustingly, you feed and feed, stuffing your face. Eating it all, not a crumb or trace of it, this love of food you stuff it down your throat. Down your guilt, an angel you were, now a slug, for now, your gluttony has made you fat. Your wings can’t flap under your weight of lard and grease.
By V-Ink Stories7 years ago in Poets
Seasons
She walks the Earth, covering the land with great health, harvest and crops grew every season of everyday. So her first child could be free to play, but Hades fell in love with her, took her as she screamed. Her mother begged and bargained with Zeus for her return. Happy again, she was returned to her mother, but it was not to last. She had told her of the pomegranate's seed that she has eaten. With every word, her heart sank for even for the slightest bite, a person was doomed to return to the land bathed in blood. For the months of ice and snow, she was returned to the world below leaving her mother in anguish letting her beautiful plants to die. But as the weather warmed in the spring, the mother and daughter were reunited, but only until the leaves began to fall again as so was agreed on in the bargain.
By V-Ink Stories7 years ago in Poets
