Shadows depart from the darkness sending us back to our chambers walking, ascending from behind us facing our fears seems endless finding the answers from within our souls the silence is deafening timeless past makes our bodies grow old chilling words causes our eyes to get cold laughter echoes in our heads seeming everthing we… Continue reading Loser-Poetry

In The Bedroom (Net Friends part 4)

Once we had freed his arms from his shirt, I moved higher up his body to straddle his chest. I took hold of his hands and interlocked my fingers with his, he smiled, still with his eyes closed, I pinned his hands to the bed, leaned in close and kissed the corner of his mouth,… Continue reading In The Bedroom (Net Friends part 4)