We interrupt the normal Two for Tuesday schedule to bring you this important Proser Service Announcement. 

It has been a long time coming, and we still have a way to go, but, for all of you iLovers out there, the iOS app has been updated today. We're sure many of you will have noticed already. 

So what's new over there? 

Prose 4.0: Introducing: The Prose Collections.

This update brings you the hugely anticipated Prose Bookstore. Our shelves are stocked, and for the next few weeks, all books you find on the store are free! Read books on Prose and save them to your Library. 

What you'll find: 

- Our brand-new Bookstore.

- Your own library to hoard the books you love.

- The like button is back! Hurrah!

- A couple of design changes to make your experience a whole lot better.

- An all new engine under the hood with regular updates to come.

- A handful of bug fixes and performance improvements.

Now, those of you that use the Website will notice those updates are not yet on your screens. Fear not! The Web update is imminent, and Android is coming soon. 

Over the next few weeks there are even more updates coming your way. Of course, we're not going to share all of those with you, but we know you will be stoked. 

The Prose Coin is coming soon, and those of you that are Partners will be able to start making money on your books. All under one roof. Hell, yes. 

The team are aware of a couple of pesky bugs that are being remedied and resolved as we type this post. Stay tuned for more updates, right here. 

Two for Tuesday will be back next week. 

Until then, 

Prose. 

I've walked along burning coals,

craving some salvation.

A little spark of light would flicker,

followed by temptation.

I'd follow the pull inside my heart,

down to the empty street.

Always ending in a fork,

where pain and pleasure meet.

I don't know who decides,

the direction for the night,

but I always run into my demons,

and they always want to fight.

Maybe someday I'll choose the road,

with less intimidation.

But for now I still tread those coals.

The pain is my medication.

I am drunk again. And I am alone. His Southern drawl echoes in my skull with the reverberation of booze splashing, and I refuse to release him. He is an unpredictable wax and wane: a temperamental spirit that beats against me like an unforgiving tide. I am both weakened and strengthened by my obsession, My Love. Desire wells within me like an insatiable, rabid beast. And when I taste the saliva drip from his lips, I will forget how the salt feels against my wounds.

I am refreshed.

Wake up moon

It's time to play

Open your eyes

Here what I say

The sun is gone

He's hidden away

Somewhere behind

The milky way

Please shine down

Your silver moon rays

To cut through the darkness

And light the way

Lust

she glows

rays of thirst

he needed her

licked her skin nectar

touched with teasing fingers

opened to his inflamed needs

plunged manhood into her hot core

ignited passion flames never known

heat of rising crescendo bursting forth

and in still of the night when he’s alone

he’ll think of her when want beckons heat

passing opposite in life stream

they’re but two ships in the night

she murmured there’s no need

when he asked her name

sated frenzy

wet bodies

entwined -

spent.