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I've been left up all night, looking at the ceiling, watching the fan twirl, as my mind meanders about Nothing. Nothing invades every thought of every second of everyday. Her kiss is what I miss at night when I crawl back in the sheets of recollection. Feeling her body recoiled against mine, burnishing my desire.  I melded into Nothing, as she pulled me in close to her.   And offered me her apex, to hold, to taste. I am a chasm that’s holding a stark memory of Nothin...

I have been up and down and sides breaking my head trying to make sense of what, nothing. So, I am left up all night, looking at the ceiling, watching the fan twirl, as my mind meanders about Nothing. Nothing invades every thought of every second of everyday. Nothing's kiss is what I miss at night when I crawl into my "little hole in the wall". Nothing rubs up against me. Telling me in her own way, "Please me..." And how Nothing grips the back of my neck, pulling me clo...

Surrounded by laughter and loud drunken banter. You stand there. Slender limbs, and sleek figure, You dance around me. Adorned with Rose Colored Lips, and Green Amazon Eyes. Your long hair brushes against my face, As delicate fingers pass over an ever willing, ever able body. You smile and laugh, as to please me. As this salacity bids me, To learn every part of your body, To memorized the way you want to be touched, To pass through you, In a moment of passion and lust. I drive to j...

--We all have to live our own lies.--

...”I’m sorry” said the moon to the sky, when it removed the sun from its brilliant blue face… “I’m sorry”, she said, as she turned away in the midst of her grief. Grief for the pain she lost, buried shallow, in her heart. The scars tell the tale of a violent action upon her, from a lover, long ago, and far to close. Present came and went and there was nothing she could do. But cry. Cry his name in anger, rage, hate, love, loneliness, despair, H U R T. Her body shows the story of a lover enra...