Patricia Ray Erotic Fiction

Marty got a home #education as his parents were quite #domestic. He learned #geography but no #history. Why learn about #famous dead people, his parents said. When Marty matured, he thought his parents to be nasty #creatures who went about their #business never caring about others.

#vss365 #catchup

What remains unseen
Might be queen
What leaves no trace
Might still be in place
What draws the blood
Might be the rosebud
The key to it all
The belle of the ball
The echo of a scream
Is the memory of #Halloween

#vss365 #poetry #prompt

Today it’s all about #ray
Today I could say
it’s all about me
But when the sun shines
and you smile
It’s those rays really making my day

#vss365 #poetry #prompt

She was the first person I saw at the school reunion. Her hair still flamed like it had when we were young. Back then her thick red curls seemed on fire. Now, #argent waves gave her a divine aura. She smiled at me and my teenage crush surged and erupted like lava from a sleeping vulcano.

#vss365

Little did he know
The ropes were not for show
It was a matter of experience
And #experiment
For him
For her
And o his cock erect
Proudly and perfect
She’d never expected
How she would like that

#vss365 #erotic #poetry

Did we see it coming?
Did we open a door?
Did we feel a need?
Did we want it to be?

They say it #creeps up on you
They say love just happens
But what do they know?

I didn’t see this coming
Still I opened a door
Now I need to feel you
I want us to be

#vss365 #poetry #poem

The #heliacal rising of Sirius was due, the dog days of summer. But the sun beat down so mercilessly, it forced people to their knees, throats dry, muttering unintelligible sounds. Panic was followed by resignation to the celestial omnipotence. Ants crawled underground, awaiting their turn.
#vss365

Meadows passed by
I saw farms, few cows
Villages, towns passed by
I stared at silent people heads down
Houses passed by
I thought of home no longer my own
Stations passed by
I read their names my memory low
The border passed by
I felt the #terror in my body subside but slow

#vss365 #poetry #poem

How, in one hundred years or more, would a #Martian look upon us earthlings after colonizing an unhabitable planet? Living in domes and biospheres, in fact in an artificial environment. I think we’d be like primitives. Primates even. So the choice of humanity is monkey or musk.

#vss365 #futurism

Is it? I doubt it. I'm not sure. I mean, what if... I might be wrong, I might've missed it. Or imagined it. You know, like a fata morgana. Maybe it's Schrödinger's Cat. Or f*cking AI. You tell me. Can we trust our eyes or is it all #unseen?

#vss365 #prompt #microsoliloque

The table crowded putting a distance between us
Across I looked for my expectation
Of #energy emerging from
Yes it’s fleeting
A split second of
Something to cling to
Our smiles in sync
Or almost
You or me first I don’t know
I don’t care
I’m bursting

#vss365 #prompt #poetry #poem

Sorry she said
But it’s just a chip
She looked at him
Biting his lip
What? she said
A bit too loud
He shrugged she saw
A bit too proud
It’s a #saucer she said
Why so mad?
It was my gran’s and
it makes me sad

#vss365 #prompt #poem

A baby lies divine in its crib
Sounds whirling around its sleep
with smells colour the memory of the recent deep
conjuring imagery of Adam's rib

Watch the #atoms move
the cells divide
until this offspring face breaks into a smile
See the sleepless love

#vss365 #prompt #poetry

Remember crossing the Channel?
My body #hovers over yours
Floating yet raging
shattering waves

My surge your raft
Your thrust my craft

We leave the shore
We dare the sea
We beckon like sirens
This song our scream

Your England my France
Your cliffs my dance

#vss365 #prompt #poetry #poem

I am not your system
I am not your voice
I am not your brain
Nor am I your soul

I don’t chat
I don’t regenerate
And I certainly do not hallucinate

I dream of sheep
Party with friends electric
As the elephant man said
I am human

#vss365 #android #prompt #poetry

Cerambus walked through an #unearthly landscape. The #arid air prickled his long antennae. With no trees left in this devastating winter, his wood gnawing days came to an end. His songs had allured the nymphs, his hubris earned their wrath. A mere #beetle he became.

#vss365 #catchup

Love this❣️

It could be great.
- Or a disappointment.
Why so gloomy?
- Not gloomy, realistic.
Look at this kingsize bed. That’s real.
- This room is #deluxe indeed.
One night. You and me.
- You look deluxe too.
There you go. Now kiss me already. We’ll take it from there.

#vss365 #prompt #tinyplay

That should do the trick. 😏

This is my colour
This is my flavour
With #undertones of
sweet, kind
patient but prone
to fits and furies
Loving you to dirty bits and pieces
Well-balanced I think not
But not grey
Not bland
So take my hand

#vss365 #poem #prompt

Old Teddy R, bold and keen,
Starved #piranhas —what a scene!
He tossed in a cow,
And with one mighty chow,
They cleaned every bone nice and clean!

#vss365 #prompt #limerick

Thank you so much. 🙏

A puddle formed
an island shape
Reversed
the sea was land
The dry land wet
No waves, no life
A steady drip from above
Expanding a lagune

You came in from the storm
I offered you my shelter

Like a melting glacier your #raincoat cried
A puddle formed
Our island shaped

#vss365 #prompt #poetry

Quite different songs but thats how I muddle the algorithm. 😉

Blind - Swans 9/10
Blind - Talking Heads 9/10

Here I was thinking there was some secret rule. 🤓

I must be pretty stupid. Coz I don’t get the scoring part of this.

You did it with what?
#Verve.
Nerve?
Verve.
Why?
I like to do things well, and motivated.
You did the dishes. You broke my favourite cup.
Verve.
O fuck you.

#vss365 #prompt #tinyplay

The Earl of Rochester, bold and free,
Lived fast as a lord of debauchery.
At just thirty-three,
He met his STD
Such is the fate of a #libertine.

#vss365 #prompt #limerick

Wow. Congrats! Amazing job! 💪🏼❣️

A cigarette burns on the edge of the table
Silent paper crisp
Slowly, surely
its shape morphs
A vulnerable state
not of fleeting pleasure or ill induced
but of abandonment
one might even say forgotten with the #ash of time

#vss365 #prompt #poetry