His touch is my only release; he is gasoline and my body is a fire alarm I should heed the warning my head is screaming Yet, I succumb to his kiss, his eyes, his body again.
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Grave Robbers and the Women who Fuck/Love Them
**This piece was written years ago** There was a radio piece done by Howard Stern in 2004 that I heard about a while back; Donald Trump was his Guest. On this particular show Howard and Donald agreed-hands down that deeply troubled women made the best lovers. They discussed how they came to this conclusion. Here… Continue reading Grave Robbers and the Women who Fuck/Love Them
Aurelia Sol Returns
When I became less you, I became less myself. I am learning how to uncurl from the fetal position so that I might crawl again. I wanted to crawl to you for the for seeable future lover- Lover... Lover... Saying goodbye to you knowing that you still walk this Earth, I might as well be standing at your grave. The most torturous of all, but if we must feed our hearts lies to be full, then let us feast.