Tuesday, November 26, 2013

New Poetry: Lust


Lust

Much like fire
It burns everything in its path
It consumes 
Your beating heart
Your weak mind
Stopping at nothing
Until the object of its infatuation
Digs its claws into its prey
Once the prey is caught
Lust becomes content
Until it seems something else
It must have


© Jennifer Dante 2013








Wednesday, November 13, 2013

Nov 13th Release Date for Pieces of a Broken Soul, Out Today!!


Debut Book by Jennifer Dante

 Out Today!!

Pieces of a Broken Soul

Category: Poetry, Erotic

Available on

Amazon

Smashwords


Blurb

Pieces of a broke soul is the first book by Jennifer Dante that tells a journey about the author's life dealing with heart breaks and death while trying to find love and attempting to pick up the pieces of her life. She  hopes that her poems connect with each of the readers in some way.

Excerpts

Aphrodisiac

Arms pinned above my head
His hard body molded perfectly against my soft curves
Heavy breathing along my skin ,goose bumps appear across my flesh
His husky voice coated with lust speaking my name
My legs part with ease for him

Hurricane

The day you walked into my life
You came in like hurricane
whisking me off my feet.
You caught my tears
wiping them off my cheeks
My heart slowly healed itself
You picked up the pieces
Putting it back together for me
I started to smile again



Jealous

Like the devil himself
Like the devil himself
Creeps upon you.
Slowing, digging its fingers
Preying on
My heart slowly healed itself
You picked up the pieces
Putting it back together for me
weak of hearts



About the Author

Jennifer was born and raised in Maryland. She is a single mother of a very active seven year boy who is her heart. As a little girl, growing up Jennifer found a love in art in high school and it continued thou college. Her love of the arts has never stopped and about three years, she entered the world of writing. She met a few women that shared similar interest with her and have created stories together for their own amusement. With much encouragement from those women, she decided venture out and show the world her with publishing her very first book.

Monday, October 21, 2013

New Poetry: Scream



Scream where no one hears me
Scream until the tears stop running down my cheeks
Scream until all the anger is gone
Scream until all the saddness has left my body
Scream until my throat is raw and red
Scream until my voice is gone
Scream until I can't no more
Making me collapse to ground

2013 Jennifer Dante




Thursday, October 17, 2013

Its here!!!! Pieces of a Broken Soul by Jennifer Dante


Debut Book by Jennifer Dante

 

Pieces of a Broken Soul

Category: Poetry, Erotic

Pre-Order Today

Smashwords


Blurb

Pieces of a broke soul is the first book by Jennifer Dante that tells a journey about the author's life dealing with heart breaks and death while trying to find love and attempting to pick up the pieces of her life. She  hopes that her poems connect with each of the readers in some way.

Excerpts

Aphrodisiac

Arms pinned above my head
His hard body molded perfectly against my soft curves
Heavy breathing along my skin ,goose bumps appear across my flesh
His husky voice coated with lust speaking my name
My legs part with ease for him

Hurricane

The day you walked into my life
You came in like hurricane
whisking me off my feet.
You caught my tears
wiping them off my cheeks
My heart slowly healed itself
You picked up the pieces
Putting it back together for me
I started to smile again



Jealous

Like the devil himself
Like the devil himself
Creeps upon you.
Slowing, digging its fingers
Preying on
My heart slowly healed itself
You picked up the pieces
Putting it back together for me
weak of hearts



About the Author

Jennifer was born and raised in Maryland. She is a single mother of a very active seven year boy who is her heart. As a little girl, growing up Jennifer found a love in art in high school and it continued thou college. Her love of the arts has never stopped and about three years, she entered the world of writing. She met a few women that shared similar interest with her and have created stories together for their own amusement. With much encouragement from those women, she decided venture out and show the world her with publishing her very first book.

Tuesday, October 8, 2013

News: Poem book coming soon!

Its been a LONG time coming, my book of poems is finally done, just have to do a few fine details. In just a few days, Ill announce the release day and the cover...Stay tuned for more

A special thanks to everyone that helped and encouraged me to do this.


Sunday, October 6, 2013

Souls Around the World Blog Hop



I racked my mind on what to write about, then it came me, ghosts. Yes you heard me right, ghosts. My family has been in touch with them and even two ghosts my aunt and uncle who passed away many years ago, haunt their daughter and husband who just so happens to live in their house and my uncle actually died there.

A few months ago my cousin told us somethings have been happening in the house, pictures being moved, she could smell my uncles cologne near her, and my aunt has actually appeared to my cousin's husband three times now, once she was even in bed lying with them. My aunt was worried her youngest daughter wouldn't be taken care of, and we think that is why she is appearing more so than my uncle. My cousin has found a great guy but who knows why she still hasn't passed on.

My brother works for the National Park Service and has worked at my park sites that have been claimed to be haunted and have come across hearing noises, footsteps, things being dropped but nothing like my cousin has experience.

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Sunday, September 29, 2013

New Poetry: Worth it?

I care about you...
More than I should

I like you...
More than I should

I miss you when we don't speak...
More than I should

I crave to feel your touch...
More than I should

I long to be held in your arms...
More than I should

I dislike the miles between us...
More than I should

I wish to be yours...
More than I should

I love you...
More than I should

I wonder if all of these words are worth it?

2013 Jennifer Dante


New Poetry: Sleeve

My heart
Is worn on my sleeve
At all times
Exposed to those
Who can hurt it or cherish it

Those that cherish it
Care for it like
A precious jewel or glass
Knowing it could break
Treating it with love and care
Holding it close to their own heart

Those that hurt it
Rip it from my arm
Crushing it between their hands
Blood that once gave it life
Now covers their greedy hands
Tearing into two pieces
Before placing it back
On my sleeve.

2013 Jennifer Dante


Wednesday, September 18, 2013

New Poetry: Missing Piece

"This was inspired by a song given to me by my muse, Zadd-Clarity"

You came into my life by fate
You turned my world on its side
for the first time, like no one else

You make me smile when I'm sad
You make me make me laugh with your corny jokes
You figured me out like no one else
You look past all my scars and hurts to see the real me
You give me a strength when I am weak
You are my shoulder to cry on when I'm upset
You brighten my bad day 
You comfort me, when everything goes wrong

Without you, I don't know what I would do

You are my missing piece in this world.

Sunday, September 15, 2013

New Poetry :Drowning Face up

Slowly
Inch by inch
She sinks down 
Into the ice cold water
Her lips slowly turning a pale shade of blue
Hands at her throat 
Trying to catch her last breath of life
Her eyes look up seeing no one
Reaching down to help her
Her arms stretch out, still seeking help
Her body gets pulled farther down
Into the depths of the ocean
Heart feels heavy as it takes its last soundly beats
No one came to rescue her 
Instead they let her drown
 
2013 Jennifer Dante
 
 
 

New Poetry: Dead Inside


A heart once filled with love and joy
Now a cold and empty
What made her once happy
Now makes her close herself
Away from the world
Pain both physical and mental pain
Consumes her every waking moment
The orange pill bottles line her night stand
Scared, for she might never come back
But she just wants to pain to stop
Only she knows her own thoughts
That crossed her mind both bad and good
She holds onto what little bit of hope she has
Through her finger tips, hoping it would save her
No one knows her full struggle
Only pieces of her she spoke about
All she feels is dead skin
The girl that use to be
Slowly fading away from existence
 
2013 Jennifer Dante
 
 

Saturday, September 7, 2013

New Poetry: Easy Way Out

"I'm sure most of you might now know that Sept 8-14 is National Suicide Prevention week. This poem is just about that since the subject is close to my heart"


Hyperventilating
Massive tears rolling down her already wet cheeks 
On the inside an inter turmoil raging

Her clothing is in shambles
Hair no longer perfectly in place
Her eyes swollen and blood shot
Hands shaking, head pounding
Her fists pounding the floor she sits on
Screaming out, wishing everything to go away

 Off in the corner orange bottle with a white caps tauts her
Calling her name to pick him up
Telling her a handful of pills will help ease the pain

Her arm moves to uncap the pills
spilling more than enough into her palm
A glass of water stood on the table

The pills landed in her mouth,
the water splashed in the mouth
the girl swallowed them

Still crying on the floor still, she rolled to her side
Wrapping both arms around her knees
Praying it will work, the pain will be gone




Friday, September 6, 2013

New Poetry: Eaten Alive

"This poem was inspired by someone close to my heart who sees me like no other"



When I feel like I'm being eaten up
From the inside out
And my emotions are everywhere and nowhere
and yet I feel like I'm drowning in them
I put an mask of a brave person
so no one can see how bad I'm really hurting
Smiling to those people that know me
When all I do is feel like crap
Wanting to make myself invisible to everyone
Because no one understands my feelings, my emotions
No one understands what is like to feel
Like one standing on the edge ready to give up everything
To say goodbye to those that know me forever
When all I really want is someone to truly loves me
Sees what a mess a I truly am and have been for awhile
To gather me up into their arms and stay next to me
Until I am healed










Thursday, July 25, 2013

Erotic Musings: "Last Encounter"


A young woman has recalls her last encounter with her lover, having bits of flash backs of it.


It had been days since she last saw her lover but it felt like months. She needed him like bees needed honey.  Craving the touch of his callous hands against her silky soft skin making her body shiver in delight.  She missed his scent against her own skin, absorbing her. Heat flushed her body creeping up her body from her painted red toes to her cheeks, thinking about their last encounter and tonight would be no different.  She could already feel her body yearn for him.

After showering making her creamy skin soft and pretty, she chose his favorite lingerie with its matching garter belt.  She didn't bother with the panties, they had been ripped from between her legs the first time she worn them for him. 

Sitting back against the head board, she sits with her legs bent at the knee and parted.  She could already feel a pool of wetness starting to coat her folds. Closings her eyes, her fingers walk down her body first stopping at her breasts to roll and pinch the pearl pink buds between her fingers. After making her nipples stand at attention, she moves down between her legs. One hand parting her folds open, my other hand begins to stroke the sensitive folds, lightly teasing her nub that same way her lover would of done it.

Feeling his chest against mines
the light fine hairs teasing my skin
A palm wraps around my neck
our lips meet in a heated, hungry kiss
tongues battling each other for dominance

His hardness thick,
firm and hot in my hand
Pushing the knob to my entrance
coating with it my cream

My velvet wall gives way to him
Slowly easing his way inside of me
The strokes are slow and soft
Then become hard, forceful

His teeth sink into the shoulder
Sending a tremor down my back
Hands digging to the flesh of my hips

Movements becoming quicker

Our bodies slick with sweat
His rough tongue laps at my harden nipples
He pushes my body to the edge
His name falling from my lips

Her body now laying against the bed, her legs wide part while her hand hasty rubs her swollen bud.  Cream coating the outside of her inner thighs, she screams his name at the same time her body shakes from the orgasm. She removes her hand from the sensitive flesh while coming down off the high of the personal orgasm.






Friday, July 12, 2013

Book Blog Hop 7/12




How long have you been blogging?

I created the blog late December 2012. I posted a few poems but not really pushing it until a friend suggested that I should. Around April 2013 is when I really started posting on about various things and then soon after hopped on the weekly blog hops. 





Wednesday, July 10, 2013

Wordless Wednesdays 7/10






New Poetry: Connection



A connection, spark
I wish for that
to have with someone
a friend, lover
the label doesn't matter

A wish to have this one person
who will comfort me when I'm upset
who will love me when I feel alone
and accept for me, flaws and all

They would know me
inside and out
They know what kind of mood
just by the sound of my voice
the words I speak

They would know what I need
before I say it
No matter the time of day
they are waiting for me
with open arms


To be open and bare my soul
with my desires, wishes and wants
I long for that


2013 Jennifer Dante


Wednesday, July 3, 2013

Wordless Wednesday 7/3




Happy 4th of July. This is a pic of my son on his second 4th of July Holiday. He was 14 months old.



Tuesday, July 2, 2013

Sneak Peek : "Weekend Getaway"


This picture inspired a new short story I'm currently writing . Below is a sample of it. 
Enjoy!


Her mind was dizzy being so close to him, inhaling his masculine scent of spices and musk. Lella's eyes took the sight of him, stalking to towards his prey, her back hitting against the cool tile in the bathroom. He stood in front of her bare chest, jeans low on his lips,

"You know you want me Lella" He tugged on her ear lobe "Let me touch you, I know you are wondering what it is like to be under me. I can bring such a pleasure no other one could."

"Why do you think that? I'm not some woman you can seduce with your tattoos and muscles." She lied through her teeth, she had imagined that and much more making her panties wet. Lella bit on the inside of her mouth trying not to moan out feeling the sting of his bite.

"Your body is giving you away. You are breathing hard, your nipples are peaking out begging to be groped. I bet if I slide my hand between those long legs of yours, I will be greeted by slick folds." Marcus pressed his body against hers. Marcus dipped his head in the curve of her neck, she smelled sweet and tangy making his cock harden under these jeans.

"Cocky as always Marcus, you want to add a notch to your bed post, go ahead but it's not me." her breath hitched in her throat, watching him slowly unzipping his jeans, showing her just where the dark happy trail led to underneath the jeans.


2013 Jennifer Dante