Mylovepoet.’s Blog

Someday The chimes ringing in my head wouldn't be there Instead an angelic face frequent presence now but a fleeting trace then abundance will be joy This boy Knows wounding pain and felt the flames devoid of mercy Perhaps this was to be Questions run amok around a faceless clock I am not wiser...

Without intimacy - sex is basis for couples to hump in varying places panting to fulfill lustful desires ravenous fires Wide is the net of attraction Seeds of the sexual revolution One-nighters are common practice Notches of transitory bliss Soul mates neglect trust, values, Such old news Hot is the... Read More »