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Music

Posted on February 21, 2012 – Copyright 2012

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Editor’s Note: To read a TW interview with Cathy Jean about her music, go to the green search bar at the top of the page: enter name and click green icon.

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Have Me

Posted on February 18, 2012 by A.H. Scott

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……….An invitation of intimacy doesn’t need to be a crass come on from a cheetah in heat. It can be as soft as a feather teasing an awaiting lover’s spine.

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HAVE ME

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Have my lips
I wait to be kissed by you
Have my eyes
I gaze with adoration for you
Have my nose
I smell your sweat and scent around me
Have my ears
I hunger for your whispers only to me
Have my breasts
I can feel your hands upon them
Have my nipples
I tremble with the thought of your teeth encasing them
Have my moldable middle
I pant with every kiss upon my soft stomach
Have my hip to the left
I feel your hands run slowly on my thigh
Have my hip to the right
I crave the exploration of your fingers on me
Have the silken web of mystery
I part my golden thatch for your eyes only
Have me the way you want me
I know that you do
From the moment we were introduced
Have me in the dusk of desire
Or, have me in midnight’s rising fire
Have me wholly
I lie listlessly waiting for you

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Editor’s Note: To read more of A.H. Scott’s poetry, go to the search bar at the top of the page: enter name and click green icon.

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About The Author: Draped in freedom’s spirit, A.H. Scott is a sizzling scribe of unveiling sensuality. Residing in New York City, this writer is armed with pouting pen of passion and pulsating digits pounding against keyboard. Between this lady’s manicured fingers, a snaggy stylus lacerates parchment and masticates digits against a misting keyboard towards a just climax literary longing. She’s a new voice and vision of fiction. who has been writing short stories and poetry ever since childhood.

Beach Beauty

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Dalet Gallery: January 21 - February 25, 2012

Posted on February 3, 2012

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Editor’s Note: Dalet Gallery is located at 141 N. 2nd Street, Philadelphia, Pa. To see more of Leah MacDonald’s work, go to the search bar at the top of the page: enter name and click the green icon.

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Editor’s Note: To see more pictures of Brittany Reese, go to the search bar at the top of the page: enter name and click the green icon.

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Posted on February 1, 2012 – Copyright 2012

Playboy Centerfold 1995

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Long Legs Reclining

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Posted on January 28, 2012 by A.H. Scott

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She had long legs
He was built like a tree
She wrapped those long legs around his back
Relishing this aspect of human nature, she waited to extract his sap
Against the window sill, they rocked back and forth
Strands of raindrops outside fell
Furling white curtain slightly blown by a breeze through the window
Her ass so tan and beautiful
Long black hair down her back was brushed aside by his roving hands
Down and up against the black metal sill they exhaled and inhaled each other
His crew-cut gave him a bit of fuzz on top
Her wine colored fingernails were like a roll on the top of his head
Pumping and humping on a rainy night
Intermingling on a window sill with no care or fright
A couple walking on the street below saw a curtain of white wave in the night air
Flag of fantasy’s surrender was what they saw
As the couple grinding gave into completion’s courtyard
Couple on the street tittered and stood watching
Lady with long legs and her man kept on bopping
Realizing that the curtain was no longer their mask of privacy
She laughed and he asked with a shrug, “Stop?”
Whisper came from the lips of wine, “Never”
Rain kept rolling
Body flow of desire kept growing
Couple on the street heard that moment, gazed at one another
A simple howl from the parted window sill occurred
Couple below didn’t need to say a word, as they kissed in the rain
Long legged lovely and crew-cut lumberjack of love held onto one another tightly
Couple above and couple below both found the rain to be quite magical on that breezy night

About The Author: Draped in freedom’s spirit, A.H. Scott is a sizzling scribe of unveiling sensuality. Residing in New York City, this writer is armed with pouting pen of passion and pulsating digits pounding against keyboard. Between this lady’s manicured fingers, a snaggy stylus lacerates parchment and masticates digits against a misting keyboard towards a just climax literary longing. She’s a new voice and vision of fiction. who has been writing short stories and poetry ever since childhood.
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