I am merely a black silhouette in the room. Something plagued by the dreaded psychosis. I am a burnt-out shell of my summery youthful self. These days every moment has a wintry hallucination – flurries of racing thoughts rage in the lacerating gales...

Let the storm within outRaging internallyManifests woundsCreates painWhen you are doneCome lay your headListen to my steady heartDo not feel lost and aloneI will guide youLook for the lightIn the infernal darknessLet the tears flowCascading in rivulets on meI...

  Summer Pleasure Hard and supple it lies in my hand Too big for my fingers to enclose Giving off a delicious aroma ofSun kissed strawberry fields andFiery spices at Oriental bazaars Expectantly, my naughty tongue Touches the tip, wandering around In...