I woke up to the urge. The urge to masturbate. Masturbate to the image. The image of us together. Together in bed playing. Playing until I spill. Spill my guts to you. I dreamt all night. All night that you’re here. Here waking me up. Up to find I...

Why do I love her? I don't know We're nothing alike, should that matter?Opposites attract I've heard them sayCan we do what couldn't be done?She likes to bathe, I like to showerShe likes hot water, I like it warmShe uses...

In the shadow of the night I heard a voice.  An angel telling me that I had a choice. “A new life I offer you than the one you have led,or much of the same with all its troubles lurking...

We met by chanceI didn't expect, in her hands, my heart to dance.It’s not the eyesnor my lies.It's the hows, the bees, and the whys.It is the hairmost probably. Red, shiny, wriggly and fair. Who am I Kidding. It is not all that.It...