You go cold when it’s freezing outside.
I get cold when it’s freezing inside me.
Quite often.
Sometimes my heart trembles, not only when you’re making love to me.
You can hear it, you can hear it when you hold me in your arms… beating so fast, so that it makes you come closer… You put your ear down to my chest and you listen.
Not so cryptic the language, not like the things I write in my secret diary.
Make love to me while the wind is howling…
It was winter and you were keeping me away from the cold.
Homely arms,
your own clothes and your scent
Fire kisses
and just a dream
terrifyingly beautiful
You, me and a cock.
written by Disa Faaz
Disa Faaz is an erotica writer, emotional and vulnerable. Her writing is an expression of the intensity that she lives in her day to day life. She is no good with spoken words, though she is very good with words when she is writing. She is even better when words caress her, not when they leave her. Thousands of pages in her diaries, hundreds of poems, and several short stories later, her writing exudes erotism and emotion. "She creates genuine dramas, genuine chaos and whirlpools of feelings." - Anaïs Nin