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His Game

Even the most guarded person
Can fall for his game
He’s smooth like silk on your skin
You’ll never be the same
Even as he gives you pleasure… 142 more words



Daydreams of
Hurt inflicted
And blood,
Blood everywhere,
Vicariously relieving
The rage
Boiling within,
Maniacal grin
Reflecting the eye’s
Feral gleam,
Seeing naught
But meatbags
Just waiting to

My Poetry


So respectful
She looks to good to be respectful
Anything that’s to good to be true
Just isn’t for you
Shorty just so fine how could she be mine? 304 more words

My Poetry

Delta Dreams

This is a poem I wrote inspired by a song of the same name, by Martin Simpson (one of the best slide-guitarists in the world, a brilliant folk and blues singer). 215 more words

Rain Poem

It rained yesterday. Here is a poem that is not exactly about rain.

“rain was the blessing” you say
turning from a street made metal by water, 206 more words

And so it begins.....

Enjoy your weekend! Take time to rest and grow! Be Blessed 😘✌️


Here, Let Me Just Cuddle Beneath Your Ribs

Take off the white gloves

and the bullshit pretentions

that force you to smile

even though you want to

scream and run around like a banshee… 360 more words