Creaking sound of rusted latch sleeping alone again, naturally, only tide’s tremors would let her in  I should promise you  my last kiss of summer, for winter’s kismet kites are grounded strung by ice lifeguards; rescue is the warmth between thighs  Pearls for breasts, silver skin limbs frosted-glass...

A canary flewthrough the broken windowand perched on the edge of my desk.It tilted its head, yellow featherscatching the dim glow of the splintered dawn.Black beak madness.“Who are you?” it asked,voice sharp as a fillet knife.I shrugged.“I’m a base...

  My ex liked to experimentShe liked to play with food..   She wanted to try with Matcha I guess that was her 'mood'..    She took me in whole Her mouth wetted my dick..  Then sprinkled some powder on it And started to lick..    Her lips turned green And so...

what's happened to what used to be? who put up fences between you and me? when did it all fall apart? what put such hate in so many hearts? can we back it up and stop the storm? before it does any more harm...   we...