The Chimes at Midnight

Poetry, late night musings, and the children of an idle brain

Showing posts with label touch. Show all posts
Showing posts with label touch. Show all posts
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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Bud Koenemund
I am 57 years old, and currently live in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania.I began writing my first story while serving in the United States Army.I write poetry, short stories, novels, songs, editorials/opinion pieces, news stories, screenplays, satire, erotica, and anything else that strikes me.At any given time, I have about a dozen writing projects in various stages of completion, and a few more banging around in my head.I get many of my best writing ideas while I'm in bed, driving, showering, or on the toilet; and I keep a pen and paper in all those locations (OK, in the shower I use children's bath crayons on the tiles).Most of the time, I write from inspiration - I've had times when I've written a Shakespearean sonnet during a 15 minute drive, or awakened from a sound sleep, wrote a poem in a few minutes, and then gone back to sleep.Now, on a distasteful, though sadly necessary, note: Unless otherwise noted, quotated, and/or attributed to another author, the works on this page are solely the intellectual property of Bud Koenemund, and as such are protected by copyright.
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