Secret

With me, you bloom, you laugh, we ride. At home, you pull the petals back in and hide. You kiss my mouth and bite my lips. You slap my ass and squeeze my hips. You touch, you taste, you always savor. And as you fell, you became much braver. Your life away must always come first. But when you are gone, I fear the worst. Our romance is destined to be caught in a song, In a moment of time when the music comes on. I know what you need, I’ve seen your heart through your eyes. You’ve whispered, you’ve hinted, but you’re telling more lies. Your secret, my love, is safe with me... No soul has to know that you truly crave three.

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Passion’s Curse, Prologue (unedited draft)

In the lush surroundings of a small island in the southeastern Caribbean Sea, a small town named Marabella bustled with the vibrant work of village life. Women worked in various roles from community organizers to domestic work—washing clothes in big tin tubs and hanging them to dry outdoors behind their tiny clapboard homes. It was … Continue reading Passion’s Curse, Prologue (unedited draft)