Love is Death

"About how Love is pain and kills you"

Love, death of all being,Sucking blood from veins.Draining the Soul.Torturing the Heart.Never fall in Love.It kills ones self.Ones Soul.Devouring it Whole.Love, Lifeless Taker,And heart breaker.

It Means the World to Me

"About making that special person Happy."

A Night so Amazing,That never wanted to End. A night everlasting,In my Heart.All the Planning,Paying off.Impressing the one,Who is dear.A fear, that never came.But was there,Instead Happiness ,Filled its' place.Happiness, that made,A night so special.Filling mine and hers,With Joy.Making everything...

Every child remembers their first puppy.. their first kitten.. their first goldfish.. their first experience at loving something.. without really knowing the word or what it meant.. it just was.. it came so natural and without strings.. a lick.. a...

My favorite brother

"A brother and sister find love."

My brother and I have always been close. We grew up in a small suburban town where you know everyone and everyone knows everything about everyone. Secrets are hardest to keep when you live here. It’s amazing how we’ve kept...

The True Tales of an Ex-Player: Vol. 1

"The attraction was so powerful he had to come back..."

The Comeback           I woke up from my nap to the faint sound of several inebriated women engaged in the most explicit conversation. I confirmed my suspicion by the continued slurring of words like dick and pussy and cum and...

To My Wife

"A love poem...third post from the point of view of my older friend Gary (aka 67Goat)"

To My Wife:Looking back at the time we shared,Nothing else in my life has compared,Ever since that day we walked down the aisle,We have walked together for many a mile,Joined together hand in hand,Part of some much larger plan,You have...

Our Secret: Part Two

"Misty did not say a word. She smiled, a very sexual sly smile, and shook her head in a yes motion."

If any has not read the first part, you need to do so first before you read this.  It will make more sense if you do.Our Secret: Part TwoWell, here I am again. Sitting at my desk, my laptop open,...