05 Tuesday May 2015
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May I, composed like them
Of Eros and of dust,
Beleaguered by the same
Negation and despair,
Show an affirming flame.
04 Monday May 2015
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endless fellatio, Humor, post work out cool down, quote unquote, runner's high, sexetry, slip of the tongue, trying to describe the euphoria from endorphins
Oh, you know, endless fellatio — er, I mean, ‘Runner’s High’
04 Monday May 2015
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Come, let’s speak in tongues.
04 Monday May 2015
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all paths lead to nirvana, erotica is spirituality in motion, quote unquote, sexetry, the orgasm is the door to the gods
If all paths lead to nirvana then the orgasm is by far the quickest and perhaps the most intimate.
04 Monday May 2015
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and yet, erotica is spirituality in motion, I keep hoping, quote unquote, sex has always betrayed me, sexetry
I write erotica not because sex has always betrayed me but because it is my birthright and I know one day it won’t. I want to be ready.
03 Sunday May 2015
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If this is shame first finger her unconscious I will eat the sinful flesh for hours …
02 Saturday May 2015
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I ask for so little … Just fear me, love me, do as I say, and I will be your slave.
02 Saturday May 2015
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Through dangers untold and hardships unnumbered I have fought my way here to the castle beyond the Goblin City to take back the child you have stolen, for my will is as strong as yours and my kingdom as great …
01 Friday May 2015
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I can feel it trickle down my brain
30 Thursday Apr 2015
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… I know I’m just an average guy,
no football hero or smooth Don Juan,
got empty pockets, you see I’m a poorman’s son.
She says give her the things that money can’t buy
so I’ll never, never make my baby cry.
memories of my ghost sista 