myriad of me, multiplyStyle, poise, so eroticallyPoignantIf you can seeMy naked soulBeneath my nuditysad eternally I am surrounded with macabre actors, whose faces are funny but not their lines. They act upon my stage, using up MY time. One day I will find a fleabomb big enough to return them to the nether regions ofContinue reading “Time is Money”
The lunar landscape stretched infinite before us as your lips found mine and then entwined as design by none other than the Holy Father. My heart is a tiger within its cage beating voraciously, yours beats softer. You exist in the cells that send tingles down my spine, outs is a phenomenal chemistry, it’s origins are divine. And today, I’m my head only your are completely mine and will be for all time.
Bloody Blue Moon 
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