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• We have enough time for it all.

  November 20, 2024

  Election night. We watch it and smart phone it and Wikipedia it all night. Till we are filled with numbers and polls and stuff. It is not my thing, Morry’s. But I like to do this thing with her. I like to flit. In and out and watch how she gets excited and tells me…

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• Just take what you want.

  October 21, 2024

  She says: Just take what you want. And I feel this involuntary jerk In my groin. She smiles warmly, like the taste of caramel in my mouth and Chantilly lace. Just so smooth and sweet. So much southern charm soaking in gin and bourbon and a wonderful smile. Her smile lights up my heart. Go…

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• A cold day in hell.

  October 15, 2024

  We are in the half light of the longest day of the year. She leans her arm down, stroking me with the other and watching me.  I hear the tic sound of a cooling fireplace, the wind outside, The woman with the green skirt dances across her sky. We have waves of movement really as…

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• Just…

  October 5, 2024

  We are thoughts in the eastern squall of a hurricane. We make no apologies, and we offer no mercy. She is lovely. Not just her like a faery tale, but her, the meat of her. I want that, and I know she’ll drag us to dark places but her hands on me are like being…

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• Life savers .

  September 9, 2024

  She is this lovely adorable mischievous sprite. Would she have tea in a forest glade with lightening bugs for lamps, and only the best English tea and fineries. She would. I love standing beside her, the difference in her and I and how comfortable it is to fall Into her arms as she fits and…

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• Pepper Plants

  August 8, 2024

  When I think of things I want from you I think in the shape of a witches spell. I want from you is a single perfect Dawn I want a bird song A bottle of your quiet laughter. Or a piece of your perfect smile. A sunrise that never ends , walking along some trail,…

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• Psychic nose bleed.

  July 23, 2024

  The irony is. She’s a witch on the night wind. Cackling and seductive as dark coffee with a swirl of cream. What? Oh. Yes. There is sometimes this moment, this letting go, this Fuck, you got me again- Melting and flowing together. This soul kiss that our whole body does. My dick feels huge, pound...

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• Cigars

  July 11, 2024

  The sunsets in Cuba smell of cigars and ice cold Cuba Libre. Road dust and oil. Not gasoline but diesel. Like we could start a revolution or whisper to each other in someone’s backyard. The heat slick on our backs.  The buildings look like they burn brightly in the fading light. Our cigar smoke t...

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• If I could turn back time and pee in the ocean for a wee bit.

  July 2, 2024

  Here is anger on the wind. Nostrils flare, clouds darken. They say she was an angel, come down to sit, just sit for a spell and let time pass. Where she comes from there is none. Time that is. She has affectation to fruit wine and is completely smitten with me. We went down in…

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