A dream… of a certain type, wet and wild, dangerous, and growing but I’m still here all alone as always. I wish there was a night in which, me and some girl could make the bed springs sing but there never is. “Feel The Vibration” but the dead don’t move…

I lift my spirit by visiting the seashore. It’s wonderful, and relaxing!

Love is best when unplanned and passion takes over…

All about the passion when two lovers come together…

Sometimes when I can’t sleep at night I’ll lay awake in the dark and just listen.

A description of how brutal war is.

Curing a bout of celibacy can be hard but sometimes a simple raunchy, passionate not overly drawn out conversation with a friend about a date can help move things along. SO for you my friends I share a story of my own that is short but still delicious.

Quench this fire that keeps building higher and higher with this lovely, torturous desire.

Poem about adultery.

An poem about another session of passion. Hope you all enjoy