She is but honeywhere pure, perfect passion racesFlowing inall the right satisfyingly sensual placesSomewhere between the slippery sheets digressA sum..
Well thankfully I have the song of the crickets outside my windowlest I would catch no winkNo not one nod of my head would grace my pillow to cradle ..
I would shine upon the gloom I would take away the frown Granted your wish to me I would bloom in your heart I would comfort your soul Growing in the..
I am the unseen in the corner of the seen I am that which you hear but cannot hear The thing, incipient, in the corner of your mind The way and truth ..
We'reas fake as the plastic melting under our skinThe collective imagination of a societal bingeOur beauty is a mask, a lie told to usby magazinesThe ..
This will be difficult to read but it's fun for me to write like this sometimes. It doesn't mean anything really, I just like to start writing and kee..
As the fire builds from tips of toes so too do the woes. Oh my the passion rising from depths of lust to the core of wanting A MUST. I must have that ..
You take a petal as soft and delicate as a raindrop and you catch a tear in its foldYou let it drip off the edge of the petal as if it's cascading do..