Tag Archive | Fuck
11/16/16
Watching her polish those apples, forearms bulging. Is it obvious to the world? To anyone else at this far-too-posh farmers market? How everything, every-where in this room just looks like pure sex? Fuck. I can’t help it. Fuck. I haven’t in months. There might be cobwebs if my organs weren’t still pumping full-fledged hormones in […]
8/10/16
Do you see what I see? Is your tongue just as tied? Dying to be wrapped around mine all the time? Let’s kiss and unwind. Gotta feeling this could be something greater than either of us Could have hoped to find. Don’t want to force it. And it feels, we don’t need to. Time will […]
Restless
This is an update from May 6th, 2013. I’m currently stuck. Infatuated and confused. Creating a large mess for a handful of people while attempting to grip tight on any shred of happiness this situation brings. I’m old, wise and honest enough to admit it’s entirely selfish. No justifications needed. I feel the passion, so […]
Long Legs in the Twin Cities 