Hi, my names Nic, better known as Nixie on the popular writing site called Booksie. I've been using the site for a while now and decided to venture out a bit. I'm planning on posting the best of my old work and some new pieces too including poetry, short stories and novels. These evolve around a range of genres, so don't be surprised to find some erotica alongside a memoir and that a poem.
I'm looking forward to sharing my work with everyone and hope you enjoy it. All that's left to say is, thank you for stopping by and taking an interest. ~ Nix
She lay watching midnight fireflies
with her back upon an ash of airborne embers,
while you walk the nylon threads woven between her fingertips
and climb those sweet illusions.
Her lips, rendered by yours
expose and converse in romantic overtones
leaving you with an ache in your belly only she can ease.
Her hands tip-toe the ambit of your empire,
fanning the flames and exciting those little embers
now dancing in the shadows of an orange silhouette.
Like lost lovers, once forgotten,
you succumb again.
Till those sparks chase away the darkness
and die in view of daylight.