Dearest Guru

Dearest Guru, I can see you now; raggedy red disheveled beard tickling your chest hairs- bald on top like the minute you were born, a little thin and sorrowful, eyes only bright from tears, furrowed brows, a barely noticeable slump in your shoulders, the worries of the world clawing your brain to shreds. I love … Continue reading Dearest Guru

Membrum virile

My most furious of rages under his control My most painful solace only his to mold But minimal remorse exists between us two… I don’t want what WE don’t want to do- My dangerous ecstasies he commits to without lie (But we both know we lie all the damned time) My lonely bedroom has a … Continue reading Membrum virile