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Ms. Salacious (admin) — Mon, 12 Sep 2011 03:09:14 +0000

Ms. Salacious has found a new muse. This one seems to be a slow, contemplative burn that will be around for a while. Easing back into the creative process. [...]

8/15 Writers Prompt #2

Ms. Salacious (admin) — Sat, 27 Aug 2011 19:59:50 +0000

No one ever said writing was fast. Finally getting to 2nd sentence from 8/15 writers prompt.

I never broke another heart until I realized what I was Catalyst for desire and change destined to be consumed by the reaction Mine is not the love you settle with It is the love that unsettles

Moving [...]

8/15 writer’s prompt #1

Ms. Salacious (admin) — Tue, 16 Aug 2011 23:57:52 +0000

Here is the original assignment from Poets and Writers:

Transcribe five sentences that you find interesting from a book or a magazine or newspaper article. Send the first half of each to a friend via e-mail and ask him or her to finish the sentence and send it back to you. Use the responses, or [...]

An open letter to a lost lover from a broken girl

Ms. Salacious (admin) — Wed, 21 Jul 2010 17:45:43 +0000

I hoped you could see through the shell to the core of me. Maybe you did, and it wasn't enough. [...]

I could (catching feelings)

Ms. Salacious (admin) — Sat, 08 May 2010 09:06:53 +0000

This is going to be rough, but I have to get it out before it keeps me up. Sometimes being a writer sucks…

I could fall for you I could but that would be against the rules strict hard and fast rules written on a wax tablet/that melts in the presence of the heat [...]

Addicted

Ms. Salacious (admin) — Sat, 08 May 2010 00:58:22 +0000

God you're like a drug and I need another hit [...]

Naked

Ms. Salacious (admin) — Tue, 27 Apr 2010 19:01:06 +0000

I stand here naked before you stripped of all the societal trappings of femininity [...]

Trade

Ms. Salacious (admin) — Sun, 25 Apr 2010 15:33:51 +0000

You wanted me to trade my frog songs for the sirens

the sounds of an unceasing city

You wanted me to trade my languid licentiousness for gritty urbanism

You wanted me to trade what I am for what you wanted me to be

I did

I almost did

I refuse

I am just as powerless [...]

Rain

Ms. Salacious (admin) — Mon, 12 Apr 2010 15:29:34 +0000

Drip

one touch

Drip

a fleeting glance

Drip

a fantasy

Drip Drip

a glimpse of skin

Drip Drip

freshly shaven head

Drip Drip

a whiff of cologne

Drip drip drip

ripple of sinew beneath taut brown skin

slow smile knowing spreading across lips

begging to be kissed

moist

hot passionate kisses

probing tongues exploring

Drip [...]

untitled 2010 1

Ms. Salacious (admin) — Sat, 13 Mar 2010 08:49:31 +0000

I want to get lost in the poetry of your skin

To be mesmerized by the reflection of light in your eyes

I want to taste your joy

I want to drink in your essence

I want to feel the quiver of your skin as blood courses through veins

I want to taste the sweetness [...]