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..and eventually those words will form a complete full on thought. And maybe just maybe one day a novel or something and the words can stop haunting me.
The air was thick and sticky. You could feel its oppressive heat against your skin. It almost had a weight to it, like it was another being longing [...]

For there is something about his touch against my skin that does something to me. It is hard to describe the feel of it. His hands are rough with calluses, yet so smooth when he glides them down my back. It is the notion that I am fragile, to him, that makes the act itself [...]

a work in progress
and it is all distorted
as I separate myself into pieces
create versions of myself
to appease and please
my face always smiling
but inside i’m slowly dying
as my pieces are taken
used
abused
and discarded
no one to blame
I have allowed this to happen
allowed them to control me
to covet me
to so called love me
to turn me into a concubine
fuck me
and [...]

I am on a journey
to rediscover knowledge of self
long dormant
the real me reemerging
my wit
intelligence
strength
sensuality
all parts of me
coming back to the surface
as I shed the pain
like an old snake skin
letting go of the images i’ve created
to hide behind the hurt
of love lost
of love unfulfilled
of false love
abusive love
obsessive love
oppressive love
as my pen molests these virgin white pages
ink [...]

the mind it plays tricks
it is a powerful thing
as the rain crashes against my window
storm rages outside and within
i see you
flashes of you
reflected in the lightning
standing above me
wicked smile
strong shoulders
body of Adonis
lingam strong
firm
hard as a rock
i take you in my mouth
look up at you
as my tongue dances across your flesh
your head back
lost in the ecstasy
moans [...]

I wrote this about a year ago at work one day. I never finished it, as usual. I put it on my flash drive and then totally forgot about it. Recently I started searching for it because I wanted to finish it up. As always I can never seem to go back in time and [...]

“Oh I know where your sister is he says, just need to make a stop he says, oh nothing really just need to see a man about a horse he says. What a load of shit.”
“FOR THE LOVE OF MANA WILL YOU SHUT THE HELL UP,” snarls Methios.
“I will not! You drag me all [...]