I believe.

I won’t believe in Laughter ‘Happy ever after’ Rainbows in Subtle sweet hues I won’t trust in fate What we both create Nor magic in glass slippered shoes I’ll doubt wondrous signs That planets align Feeling like one - Since we’re two Kismet is bull shit The winners will soon quit Love is an illusion …

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Myself

There is a very common phrase in the self-centric lexicon of language: “I found myself wanting her”. This is an unambiguous enough, arousal based, bit of self-expression. I cannot fathom the level to which it may resonate at the heart of a woman but as a man it is, generally, barely denim deep. Men are …

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Idle Wild

Idle, wild, addled, able ‘Eager pleaser’ seeks the fabled Anticipating sweet immersion Penetrating dream conversion Not for sake of some diversion But for the heart of you.   Believing in the dream unraveled The life-long coupled path to travel Past odd hurdles not disclosed Roadblocks, doubt and fears imposed Committed open heart, exposed All for …

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