You agonise over the mistake you made.

There’s a lot of pretty girls but somehow or another I have avoided the bed… yet with just one bite and there is an itch begging to be scratched. Love Bug… I want a girl that wants all of me not just a taste but how long can I go without scratching?

This poem describes my inner voice…

Just a poem I wrote.

A poem I wrote based off of my poem “Survivor”. Also on personal experience.

This is a poem about a character I have made up. I’m not going to go into much details about him but I have named him William BloodDagger.

You are the most important thing to me.

Chances should be taken.

Some people are so poisonous.

There was a real sting in the tail.