Winifred Wikkeling

We had neglected to share with you one of our more recent delights…

We had a desire and then we sighed, releasing it, trusting it would come to us when the time was right.

The time was right shortly thereafter.  As unassuming as a falling leaf, it floated into our hands.  There – big, heavy, magical, spell binding – it sat before us, as beautiful and beckoning as we had thought it might be.  The details, the embossing, the leatheresque binding, the gold overlay, throughout its pages unfolding romance.

We have been smiling ever since.  We will share with you, as we are indulging…

…large hands, firm grip

hair – netjes,

eyes dark, preferably beguiling ones

lips, sweet – maybe dangerous ones

height neck arching

stride commanding

then he too

should

have

these

Lucas Ossendrijver for Lavin

Via Hellofrancis

A spritz or two of rose,

me, at the tip of my toes, my nose in pursuit,

hovering close,

brushing lightly the curve of the base,

I follow rose to the hollow,

there below the ear, savoring,

I take a deep breath in,

holding rose briefly, I release, reluctantly, but rose stays with me,

when I open my eyes,

he smiles knowingly,

how easily I succumb…