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It was in the madness of lust that I found my purest moment. In the raw melting of orgasm I found Death and defied her. It was then I reached the Divine, while agonizing amidst spasms, it was then I learnt I was yours and yet I was dangerously free, like the wind in the desert, free to live throughout our desire, to wander through the realm of lust, to become one with the...

Added 19 Nov 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 60 | 2 Comments

Cynical lady

Cynical lady, she has seen a lot, has been used, ghosted, abused, seen her best friend flirting with her man, the one she used to love. Cynical lady, she has won and lost. Cynical lady, refusing to give up, going on relentlessly, in pursuit of nothing and willing to try it all.  ...

Added 15 Nov 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 3 | Avg Score 5 | Views 52 | 3 Comments


Nothing, Your elusive presence still haunts the persistent silence. Nothing. Your boyish smile of old still dances wrapped in memories. Nothing. Your voice of soft tones still echoes in the growing distance. Nothing. Your body of graceful lines still rests nearby in a time long lost. Nothing, nothing, just faded hours, just broken crystals, just empty rooms, just silence broken...

Added 09 Nov 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 68 | 2 Comments


The arms of an abandoned woman become the hands of a huge clock moving resignedly to meet the hour, while holding the pain of the world. The eyes of an abandoned woman become beacons in the darkness, bearing witness to the grief around. The legs of an abandoned woman carry her through old, forgotten roads, looking for a place she can call home. The hands of an abandoned woman hold...

Added 08 Nov 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 1 | Avg Score 5 | Views 49 | 1 Comment


In the joyous light of our encounter lay the darkness of our parting, in our burning desire for each other lay the cold detachment of later days. The death of feeling and recognition hid in the frenzy of spiralling climaxes while the coldness of our goodbye waited on our exhausted, satiated flesh, lying on entangled embroidered sheets, in a semi-lit room reeking of roses and sex.  ...

Added 05 Nov 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 1 | Avg Score 5 | Views 51 | 1 Comment


She loved him far too much, he wanted her far too much, he pursued her once she smiled at him she pursued him once he ran away, he missed her for a while when she was gone, she missed him even when he was home, he didn´t try to forget her, no use at all, he left her in a corner of his mind, she tried not to think of him and succeeded, she did not think of him at all. But then,...

Added 29 Oct 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 59 | 2 Comments


I slept under an old tree, when I woke up the garden was no more. I slept under a cloud, when I woke up the sky was no more. I slept under the moon, when I woke up the night was no more. Garden, sky and night, dreams within a dream. Who knows when we are awake, who knows if we are still asleep.  ...

Added 25 Oct 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 67 | 2 Comments


Who takes care of the broken hearts? Who grieves for the lost in the cold? Who claims against the odds that plague the coldest of nights? Who holds the beaten and destroyed, who raises their hopes of a life? I know not, I just perceive the pain exploding like the tide at the shores....

Added 21 Oct 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 63 | 2 Comments

Just now

Just now I remembered you, years have not faded your memory, time has not killed my feelings, desire flows through my veins and my spirit remains indómitable. You gave me once the gift of lust, of laughter in the face of time, of love wrapped in companionship and that stays in me, untarnished, just like the scent of your skin in the long nights of solitude, in the fading seconds,...

Added 17 Oct 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 66 | 2 Comments

A well paid model

When I met Gayle, we were both young, young girls looking for something to do, something more than just being women in a world not built for them but in spite of them. She was not yet beautiful, she was good looking, in an expectant sort of way. She was to become beautiful later on when she was hired to model haute couture clothes when magazine covers showed her smile and her body wrapped...

Added 01 Oct 2020 | Category Drama | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 177 | 2 Comments

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Welcome to my circle of friends. :)
28 days ago
Isn't this amazing?
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11 Jul 2020 02:31

still got your mask on?
23 Jun 2020 23:55
09 May 2020 22:14

this will be fun! Thanks for joining me on this adventure!
15 Mar 2020 22:00

Very fashionable Mysteriousness
14 Mar 2020 20:50

This is not me either - but she has my attention - like an enigma...
03 Mar 2020 13:57

I'd take off my mask if I could find my face... Happy to be a Mystery Man to your Enigma
03 Mar 2020 02:08

Thank you for the friendship
29 Feb 2020 17:15
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