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Candy, Honey And Whipped Cream

A poem of lust and love

Coated in candy, honey and whipped cream Kindled fires of flesh, lost in a dream Of the act, the players came The stadium darkened, ready for the game She, a goblet, of clay or pure gold He, a bamboo straw, in boiled water turned cold Wild is the wolf; ea...

Why

Why

Out of the woodwork  like roaches you gather thinking my feelings don't even matter What did you gain were there any riches You all just seem to be jealous bitches Who did we hurt by playing the game Stand up and be counted show me your name We are all he...

Oh how I love you! I love you more than water I love you more than air I love you more than food Oh how I love you! The way you smileThe way you walk The way you shake your ass Oh how I love you! I love our kisses in the morning Our hugs during the day Ou...

Bad Chemistry

He had this weird magic power that caused all her good judgement to fly out the window.

Margo sat huddled in the dark basement. Upstairs, she heard the "click" of the back-door opening - opening in a sneaky sinister sort of a way. That door was supposed to be locked! Margo thought, her heart racing. How did he get in so easily? Wow, this is...

Last Day Aboard Ship

Chapter 1 - The days starts great, but quickly goes to turds because men are so stupid.

The wake-up alarm sounded in my quarters. That irritating oddly pitched buzz filled my head as my mind drifted into consciousness. They have scientifically created the sound that our hearing and brains can’t ignore. I think it is a combination of a baby’s...

Today was busy An opening, dinner and a movie Then a walk along the river Before heading home... Once there it was time to relax, Opening the veranda doors, stepping out Walking over, leaning against the railing, Looking out at the city lights. I hear you...

Hunger

looking at the hunger to eat, survive, procreate and live

  It’s food I want. My mouth devouring grapes and berries plucked and juicy on my lips. I want to dig potatoes buried in the earth and boil them soft, unpeeled. I want to eat so I can look into my woman’s eyes and with my hunger fill her womb with seed an...

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Morning Safety

is there something past this moment?

I awoke to the feeling of your warm bodywrapped around meand the rhythm of your regular breathingruffling my hair. I felt so safe at that moment. Memories returned of a different sort of breathing as your body blanketed mineand your strong, erect length i...