The first thing I wanted to do
on the day that I turned forty-three,
was to say that I was fifty-seven
and watch your eyes roll to the heavens,
and listen as you boldly proclaim
“My, don’t you look good for your age.”
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I long, no I ache to hold you near. To feel the softness of your breast under my palm. To feel the smooth skin of your thigh pressed near against mine, To see the ecstasy in your face as you climax time after time. To taste the nectar of your lips as we meet together…
I’ve been this way before, different time and different place, alone, outside and lonely, amongst so many friends, searching for a newness amongst the same old thing. Was first as a child not past the first grade, my heart was hollowed out from the core as with a clade, and left to dry – I…
Soft lips caress, brush light across mine, igniting sparks wake my slumbering soul. Touching fingertips dance with glee, then retreat, fingers intertwine, hold on for this moment in time. Tracings designs on to your neck, and farther still, on to your breasts, excited nipples reach out to mine. Breast to breast we rest, hardened flesh…
Sometimes life just gets you down, going to sleep and waking up and everything in between is consumed with the single thought, “I just want to end it all.” It isn’t the thought of suicide that appeals to the mind, life or death – neither matters, nothing matters when you’re tired of life, when you’ve…
More than 200 years ago… colonist settled on eastern shores, some armed only with an idea: that rulers of land should rule the land, and let the people live free. Looking back at it all… they gained independence and freedom; the former monarchy now a shell of its once regal stature: put in its place…
