Anchor-less Ships & Stray Thoughts

Don’t pray for love, just ask the lonely The ones with all the moneyand no relief No release There’s tenderness between the manicurist and the hand crustedwith need. How the lonely so vividlydreams. The sound of musicPhysics in motion Emitting emotions Affectionate lust “I must have you mister” A smile erupts beforeshe sddles up Back…

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Flux Parking Lot

My bowl is broken There’s a crack at the tip A splinter where my lips go My bowl is broken, but I slide my lips against the chip to inhale my joy I know with the slightest movement, or a reckless caress, blood will run. I inhale and I’m 20 again My hips in your…

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Reclaiming My Time

The thing about you is everything is always about you. I refuse to be tasked with helping you hold on to your sanity when I can barely hold on to mine. You haven’t a clue how I suffer, the horrors I’ve endured while trying to self soothe. You don’t know the ache that plagues my…

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Sacred Ground

A sanctuary in Thailand where you really want to kiss him, touch him, love him. But you can’t out of respect for the monks, the chapel, the sacred grounds. The desire is overwhelming. You look at him – his goofy hair cut, his adorable smile with crooked teeth. You look at him and you feel…

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Lancelot, I Cannot

I can’t help but to fallFall into your the taste of your touch Touch myself to thoughts of your tongue Witness youDeep inside my wetnessThe noises our senses deliver I can’t help but to fall Falling for the thought of youFalling for the thrill of you I fall for a taste of youI fall for…

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