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"From MM to SF"
You must put that photograph away! What you had was once lovely, but Tomorrow is always another day. These feelings you have for her are ugly. Time heals wounds they say, Memories are what one has had. These feelings on...
"From MM to SF"
You must put that photograph away! What you had was once lovely, but Tomorrow is always another day. These feelings you have for her are ugly. Time heals wounds they say, Memories are what one has had. These feelings on...
Is this what limbo feels like? I’ve often wondered, The indecision of my mind, Joining the pain in my heart. I’m his whore, his mistress, The bitch who would ruin a union, Never thought I would be that, Shame is...
"She's always there"
Who was that just now?She jumped inside my headWhispering little liesDragging me out of bedDid you see her?Did you hear her?What was it that she said?If you choose to listenShe’ll forever spin her web. Does she look familiar?Have you seen...
oh Polaris, supposed guide of all those who wander in the night. how many years have I blindly followed you? no longer I believe the tales of sailors finding safe havens through your light. missing rocky shoals blessed by your providence. I am lost in...
I loved her dearly until I left.My time had come as I sailed into the WestThrough smoke and clouds, I lumbered onTo Heaven. Where else would I belong.I watched the years pass slowly byI watched her laugh, sometimes she'd sighIt saddened...
"Never take a woman for granted"
It seems thatBetween youAnd JeanThere is a sceneLesbian, I meanI wouldn't askIf you put me to taskYou two are a teamI just want to seeThe realityI'll take a back seatMomentarily Watch you munch on pussyWon't interfereWhack myself offWhile drinking my...
Little yellow trumpet,Defiant lest frost encroachesGarden whore, lemon strumpetNodding gaily, as spring approaches Narcissus, you vainly watchThrough my window – a looking glassIn your bed, she’s another notchSmiling petals, as bold as brass Betwixt the snowdops and the crocusYour amber...
the winter is eternal nowand I suffer no delusions it shall endI no longer care if the rivereven flows beneath its icy tombor if the grass still lay dormantencased within the frostbut I still remember the warmthhow it nurtured mesustained...