Tag Archives: love

What’s 1st


What will kill me 1st My pride so deeply tied to my sense of self. Will it be the thing that does me. My laziness, a desire to not do or be. Will it be my final lack of care … Continue reading

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Intimate


Can we get intimate I’m not asking for access to your naughty bit. I want to get inside your mind can we get close. Can we lay in bed cuddling listening to music or a podcast can we talk and … Continue reading

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2 killers 1 lake


Joy: Looking around I see another set of lights out here. I can’t believe it they’re parked like 20 yards away. I have this body halfway out the trunk, I doubt they’ve seen me. I’ll just drop her in and … Continue reading

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Lonely but authentically myself


Over the years I’ve had to come to terms that being real can lead to me being alone. But here is the thing about being authentic. It means that I gotta admit to wanting you around more than a few … Continue reading

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Today


You see this man next to me & his kid in the backseat. They’re my family & they’re all that matters. He’s a confidence man & she does wet work while I’m the glue or at least I like to … Continue reading

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Can you hear me


Here’s the thing you never understood.  She’s just a friend bit you’re my girlfriend. Me & her talk about you in the sense that I need a sounding board, you both know how I’m liable to say just about anything.  … Continue reading

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last call


these voices aren’t yours no matter how much i scream. these hands will never feel like yours, even as they grip me these lips on me can’t be as sweet as you no matter the number of kisses left on … Continue reading

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