"This Time More Fiction Than Fact"
I recommend reading Class Reunion Part One first. “A penny for your thoughts, or maybe a dollar, if this is what they caused,” she said, as she fondled my newly resurrected erection. “I was just thinking about our last ‘wet...
"Loosely based on actual events"
I’d like to say that we were snuggled up, basking in the afterglow of our gentle, romantic lovemaking. Actually, we lay sprawled across the king-size bed in my hotel room, sweating and gasping, my now semi-turgid member shiny with her...
"a short poem for my mother."
The memory flashed in the mind, Glimpses of the truly sublime. The trickle down sensual effect, As recollections seem so perfect. If memory serves correctly, Time and place was a problem indirectly. But the perseveres kept them fated, As they...
"Masturbating to the memories of my ex-boyfriend"
I woke up this morning in a hot sweat thinking of you. Your bald head. Your smile. Your lips. Your tongue. Your eyes. Your hands. Your warmth. Your big dick. Just thinkin’ about you gets me wet. I can’t stay...
"Tunes and songs, poems and connections, that hold us together"
No depression, That country sound, A true freedom, All mine, all mine. A gypsy smoke filled light in a dark world, A voice in the wilderness, A lone guitar, A lone guitar song, All can sing, And make you cry,...
"a forever love reawakened"
Menorca. The shimmering heat of passion again, The rat tat tat Of Latin passion, Where a black cat, and a black beetle, Share the same path with me, In the heat of the summer sun. I walk, Remembering (us) So...
“You can't save her Paul. You need to understand this. No matter how much you want it to happen, no matter how hard you try to make it happen, you can't stop it. Clara can't be brought back. This is...
"A love that could not continue, that can never die..."
She’s gorgeous, and dirty You can just tell By the way Her brown eyes sparkle As she bites her lower lip And draws out the word “fuck.” “I like to fuck,” She says, My heart beats hard. She curls a...
"a moment; a romance, from before, from now, or to be..."
Time turns us all to dust, to dust, And in light of this we must smile, smile Laugh and play, And kiss, childlike. Her wild eyes and heart soak it up, Chasing stars, reflecting the silver, Running dreams down, And...
"An old poem rediscovered bringing back passionate memories...I'm a romantic...Can't help it..."
We are the ones that will make this day real (and the morning sun is beautiful now) We are the two that (as one) will grow insane Because love is mad and always true We are the ones that will...
