The Chimes at Midnight
Poetry, late night musings, and the children of an idle brain
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touch
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17 January 2023
Pale Moonlight Memory
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By Bud Koenemund A 100 Word Story For M. We know each other, now, only “on-line;” trading “Likes;” sharing memes, and the occasional mess...
29 August 2021
Sated
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By Bud Koenemund For Lindsay Eyes locked; lips touching; two bodies becoming one, 'til lust is sated.
14 July 2021
All
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By Bud Koenemund For Lindsay My flesh craves your touch. My tongue desires your taste. But, my soul wants all.
02 June 2021
Control
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By Bud Koenemund A 100 Word Story “I’m in control this time,” she cooed, pushing him into a chair. Her hands, clad in elbow-length, blac...
28 December 2020
Consent
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By Bud Koenemund A 100 Word Story “Why don’t you touch me?” she asked, once the elevator door closed and they were alone. “Excuse me,” h...
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