• He stood unsure in her garden
    A piece of litter among beauty
    The scent of flowers made him hate himself more, built up sorrow–mortified to the core…Such an innocent thing, fragile–when bones decay to rust. […]

  • A little smirk a sharp edge of a cynic
    A wanderer an observer a bona fide critic
    A sigh- exhausted chuckles
    Cleaning old blood from blistered knuckles…
    What do you fight for what do you believe
    When the […]

  • There’s a little spot between your thighs that brings great pleasure to arise. From your thighs to your toes all the way up to your nose. Tingling sensations of flirtatious engagements, leaves one to ponder […]

  • There’s a little mousey who runs passed your door…More cheese he needs more cheese he wants, running from corner to corner as the cat starts it’s hunt. Faint gnawing sounds emitted by little dwarf teeth, gouging […]

  • Kai posted an update 12 years, 3 months ago

    If my hand left yours, would you miss it. It’s texture, it’s warmth the comfort it provides or perhaps only the materialistic joy it brought you.

  • Kai posted an update 12 years, 3 months ago

    A little smirk a sharp edge of a cynic
    A wanderer an observer a bona fide critic
    A sigh- exhausted chuckles
    Cleaning old blood from blistered knuckles…
    What do you fight for what do you believe
    When the truth is a bubble made of personal satisfactory
    So hush my child don’t speak so loudly
    They’re watching they’re judging
    Hiding behind what…[Read more]

  • Kai became a registered member 12 years, 3 months ago