Ikechukwu's arrival made me smile. He was here because I had called him in We were all happy to see him. At least I think we all were. However my joy was futuristic. I was excited about where we would go after the remaining Adventurers had gone. Do not get me wrong. I liked them … Continue reading The Holy Mountain
Life After Death
Mya I feel nothing. Watching them both stammer and stutter is epically underwhelming. My best friend and my fiance. Edit that, an acquaintance and my mistake. You see after a series of convoluted events, this ill bred scoundrel confessed to having slept with my best friend several times. She denied it of course. Despite the … Continue reading Life After Death
That Man…
Tell him... That you love him That you long for his body You are ecstasy. He, the fantasy. Court him... There are things that he likes Invest shrewdly; you cannot lose You are the music. He, the lyric. Touch him... Seduce him incessantly Use his body, he is yours You are Qetesh... He, Pothos.
Do You Love Me?
I had just taken this picture when she asked me that question. Had to remove her image... Sorry. Privacy policies... Yes, that question. We were in a popular frozen yogurt franchise. We were sitting around a table meant for four people. She was seated by my left hand side. 'Mrs' (not mine, but another's) was … Continue reading Do You Love Me?
Remember?
Remember? How my eyes could caress your soul How our minds became one being How we did not need to guess Remember? How I would touch you there How I would set you on fire How I was all you needed ad infinitum Remember? How your zeniths were like life! How your body craved mine … Continue reading Remember?
Missing Us
What happened to us?!Why do we still bother?Nothing is as it was..........Now we have nothing to talk aboutWe used to jabber and babbleThese days it's like we hurt our mouthTiny issues typically erupt in trouble...........Lo hearts; now calcified into stoneAre we trapped, or fighting for 'us'?Sex and passion... Long gonePoliteness used to conceal animusUnfaithfulness is … Continue reading Missing Us
