Even if your touch leads to those special endorphins… It’s ok
I’m drinking again And all I can think of, is her. It’s cold outside And the warm melted cheese of my quesadilla Embraces the foamy amber. I… Read more “Our Bodies Betray Us”
Constructing a web
Trap the flies
I wish I could trap your eyes
Stroke them with honey
My sense of humor is a death trap Lock Jaw. Trap shut. There goes your face Contact lenses lost within eyes. Go find your broken… Read more “My sense of humor is a death trap”
Everything is falling apart
As it always does
The room was a vacuum of white static. A giant corridor in a hospital except without the smell of disinfectant; it smelt more like a perfume counter of a department store. This is the beginning of your new life.
The tongue summons forth the goddess of Serotonin.
Blue-ringed skin, stubbed of afternoon love-making.
“If there is flesh, let me have a light…”
My love is an afterthought
My heart is an afterthought
My cum is an afterthought
The sight of your taut calves
Hairless and curvy architecture
Waxen secrets between them