the remains of a murdered quart
floated from his throat...
his seed had gone home
after eleven years.
he talked of the remorse
that kept his heart bound
the fact that regret engulfed his memories,
snatching away what should be fond smiles
and hearty laughter.
a sorrowful deep wail that no man
should ever have to release...
yet he owned it as his reward.
his mirror would be a score and one...
he weeps and weeps.
the song of an infant pierces reality,
shouting to the world its existence.
mother should not have seen,
for her plan was decimated
by a deliberate scheme.
she was captured by eyes
innocent and brown
...she glimpsed the long lost soul
of her father.
the fear and uncertainty of life
by a bundle of tomorrow.
she weeps and weeps
for a future unknown~
yet defined by her delivery.
the beat of the bass bumps. baby, it's cold outside but warm inside and fingers slide along curves which s...
Damon looked at the number on his phone again. Yeah. He was sure he didn't know who the hell it was. He wasn't in the...
i say got dam what a rush! leaning back taking in sensations from friday night libations while visions of bouncing ro...
In you I found~ Surreal and uniquely bound~ a treasure trove of delicate sweets. An escapee from roget's tantalizing my ever...