Perhaps I’m more than just a lover but only slightly less than a wife- Because that irritation that you need to feel with her, with me, exits life.. Perhaps you want me to stay, always, but simply cannot say… Too much bullshit forever wrecklessly at play- Perhaps I’m that awesome space between the two, in … Continue reading Job Description
In my mind, you go walking barefoot every dawn, unshackled through great cities of other thoughts- You’ve seen the towers of self esteem that protrude and detract with situational weather; you’ve strolled past the open shop windows of lust and morality that plague my decisions and hopes muddled together, you’ve tip toed through the depression … Continue reading Getting by on self helper’s high
Nobody means anything that they say and they never did Didja know that people lie more in writing than face to face? So when he says that he’s got you, don’t you believe it. Tears lie, smiles lie, you lie too and so do I Nobody tells the whole truth ever and they never did … Continue reading Duper’s Delight
Right before you win the race You take your hands off the wheel Success is a test Right before you win the battle You close your eyelids Right before he’s built up the confidence to finally admit that he loves you back You throw in the towel and leave You always leave Right before they … Continue reading All pauses are pregnant
The benefit of a couple of decades under your belt is being able to see yourself in others out loud- when you are young, it feels as if, there are no similar others- no one else can see or understand who you are inside but the fact of the matter is it takes a little … Continue reading Designated Driver
As much as I crave your tender full lips pressed softly against mine for hours without end, As much as I ache for your hot heavy hands leaving prints of you all over my moist and supple skin, As much as I adore dragging you by your lever, fully erect into the delicate cavernous cushion … Continue reading Hyperopic
Well now. Great tidings and many blessings blah blah blah… pfft, I don’t even know if you use this e-mail address anymore. Doesn’t matter really, I just miss talking to you. I feel like I have been in Ohio forever. I feel like I have come here to die and was unaware. I’m fighting the … Continue reading Confessions of Black Brigitte Nielsen
