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Wednesday, February 21, 2018. Happy Birthday to the one who walk by my side. Fill my heart with her warmth. Make me smile with just a touch of your hand. But another year that you have shared all of your blessings with me. Wednesday, February 14, 2018. Thank you for the very large dose. Tuesday, February 6, 2018. Thursday, January 4, 2018.
I never climbed aboard,. Some convoy of healthy living,. Or train of pure being. This sweet pull which brings me. Listen to me, the pain is coming. Lie over and again to myself.
My blend of erotic poetry and short stories. This Blog is for Adults Only. Saturday, July 25, 2015. Wednesday, February 25, 2015. Watch my body every movement,. As the softness of her lips,. Slowly dragged across the surface of my sex harden flesh.
Where sound can be touched, felt and seen. Using a wooden floor as an eight-channel tactile sound system. For now only some pictures are available, but a video and a more detailed post will follow during next weeks or months. Un solo commento, per ora.
Stolen thoughts brought to life. Hidden treasures from a moody mind. His inflammable scent, I. Set my heart on fire. In response to Haiku Horizons. Choking, breathless dreams,. Clenched tight, gasping for.
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A blog of the Kenya Association of Poets. Friday, August 24, 2007. Welcome to the official blog of the Kenya Association of Poets.
There was an error in this gadget. There was an error in this gadget. Monday, December 7, 2009. We lived with each other. And kept our secrets hidden forever. You got were you wanted. And know you turn your back on me. I thought we had each other.
You are the mug and the black coffee,. And the rain on the roof. You are a basketball flying through the hoop,. And the old man on the back of the book. You are a watermelon in the soil. And the horses in the pasture. However, you are not a slowly-sipped cup of water,. A tall glass of wine,. Or a Jeep in the parking lot. And you are certainly not the flowering dogwood.
The Blog is created with the sole purpose of posting my poetry. Feel free to drift in the sea of words. Friday, September 07, 2007. Standing still on the edge of life. I call upon the northern wind to take away my pain. Straining muscles before I dive. And still afraid of things that might remain. Before the wind starts cutting like a knife. I tilt my head to taste the droplets of the rain. I lean and jump into the hive. Feeling my hair shield my falling frame.
I am an avid reader, reading over 100 books per year. I have read the Book of Books,.