"Do you have to describe every detail to be…?"
It's as if someone is making minor changes to the gravity in the room. The feeling of disorientation quickly passes and then there is the abiding silence.Within the silence is the sum of a million intangibles that all come together...
"You are teetering, but aren’t we all?"
She’s no longer complicated by the phantom limb that is me.The universe is one fucked up placeSignals are being mixedIt is like I have been inexpertly rewiredWe lay in bed staring at the ceilingMy cock still wet from her entryHer...
"Butter on your biscuit?"
A revelation!Without a doubtFramed with a T-shirt at the topAnd panties pulled downA glorious biscuit, unbutteredAs you bent forward, revealingA cherished rosebudPillows of white fleshSpread by a soft gripHer moist, petaled pussyCreating a path upwardsMy lips circle the dimples on...
"Cats can really get to howling sometimes..."
The screeching and howling suggested a fight of such violence that I expected something would certainly not survive the contest. To my dismay, two feral cats were connected, one front and the other behind. Both howled in apparent animalistic delight...
"“Heaven for the climate. Hell for the company.“ Mark Twain"
What a strange thingBreaking free of death’s gravityThe same eyesThe same mindA body untouched by timeWitness to an endless cycle of historyI cannot bring you with meI will not bring you with meIt is tempting, so temptingYour erect pink nipplesUpon...
"A cock in distress."
Down in South Louisiana amidst the towering oak trees and the verdant cedars of the bayou and swamps, a people known as Acadians lived. They spoke their version of French and lived a life often referred to as the “Bon...
"It came upon a midnight dreary, while I was weak and weary."
The day was ending with a dreadful cumulus battle on the horizon. Studdering flashes of lighting silhouetting the mountains of clouds as they rumbled towards me. Today of all days I found myself alone sitting in the kitchen looking out...
"Always one step further."
What is this place?A population frustrated by life.Fantasies funneled narrowly into wordsYes, no, maybe, neverA labyrinth, a way in and a way outNot a maze…lost forever You can have my bodyBut not my heart My words make you wetA photo,...
"Is distance words away or worlds away?"
Your words come at odd timesIn my today but your tomorrowWe do things we will never doThings we have never doneAt our age, we should know betterBut better is so arousingAre your words as goodAs you wish to be?Can you...