the truth is rarely pure, and never simple, unless you’re a cat
nobody can be wrong all the time
unless they are very, very good at it
‘you’re right, but I don’t agree…..’ he said
she hit him with a piano
the wrong love is hard work
on a bad day it’s bloody hard work
‘what’s the worst that can happen to me…..?’ he asked
‘the truth…..’ she answered
a real hero comes in the strangest disguises
the moon watched over all her lustful infidelities
it was over
moon shining silver
and she was going home
trying to smile, nothing there
she was beautiful, a mature slut
she would regret her lascivious lust
just a thong, under a see thru dress
and what’s wrong with that?
no matter if you’re a vampire or a werewolf, love is still love
vampires werewolves and demons lurk in the shadows
nothing does a good lurk like a werewolf
moonlight music and a werewolf
what more could a girl want?
she should never have gone into that place
it was one of those bars where the nature of werewolves slowly becomes apparent
it’s lucky that she was a real dog
dances with werewolves
just don’t show him your throat
for true love knows no seasons, no endings nor beginnings
black beach roiling
the lonely figure walking
March gales came in slashing
white water boiling and crashing
and yet he is far away day-dreaming
of love, the moon and stars, finer things
hearing her voice seeing her face in his mind
knowing, deep in his heart, this is the beginning
so in love with her
nothing else matters
trust me on this one ~ lockdown isn’t much fun
I got sick from the coronavirus before a nation-wide lockdown was imposed on the entire United Kingdom. So, this is Day 10 of my being completely isolated in the garret, and I’m slightly miffed about it all. Being a sick hermit, not going out, seeing nobody at all, with nobody allowed into my place, isn’t as much fun as you might think.
The upside is that there is utter, complete, peace and quiet ~ whenever you want it.
The downsides include:
- It’s no fun for a guy to be sick without anyone to complain to.
- There’s no nurse to make the bed, bring drinks, and sort out the proper medication.
- Unless you’re at death’s door you can’t get medical treatment anyway.
- Watching endless reruns on TV is stultifying.
- Eating the worst diet you can imagine, out of cans.
- Snacking all day and half the night.
- A complete lack of physical exercise.
- Not shaving, washing, or changing out of the sweats you were wearing a week ago.
- Loneliness, utter boredom, anxiety, depression, paranoia.
And, if I was still drinking, I’d probably be drinking 24 / 7.
If there is anyway on this Earth you can avoid being incarcerated alone during a lockdown, just go for it.
I haven’t got one of these,
It would be nicer.
an affair with a female dragon, it can be fun, it can be lethal
never argue with a dragon
things could get heated
‘come to me,’ she said in a hot erotic voice
‘I’d rather not,’ he replied
‘you’re a dragon, and last time I got burned’
total self-confidence is sexually attractive
even in a female dragon
infidelity is dangerous
when your mistress is a dragon
nothing is more meaningful than surrendering to love
Some say that money makes the world go around. Looking at the world’s financial markets crashing, and loved ones dying, I’d say that it’s love that makes the world keep on turning.
Thinking of the things she’s said and the tone of her voice when she said them, what man could not be in love.
Please listen with care and affection.
I’d walk a thousand miles of track
just to see her smile.
the desire of a man is for his woman
the desire of a woman is for the desire of her man
she loves him again
hot fires of adoration
friends now yet they
parted way back when
what happened then?
mistrust between them
love tried and denied
yet true love will always
find way to return to her
they say that true love conquers all
when she appeals to his desire
they are perfectly right
the doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss
a dateless bargain to engrossing death
A winter midnight and the light was strange. A glow that cascades, softly falling from darkness, carefully arranging long shadows cast in deep silver blackness.
A castle dark, a fortress strong, and set in the tallest lonely tower a locked room holds and coldly embraces the lovers’ fatal final tryst.
we will never be set free from these chains upon our love until we embrace the moonlight
sometimes you don’t need explanations, desire is what it is
clandestine motel meetings
marriage commitments limitations
willfully ignoring their sexual sameness
enjoying stolen illicit moments of total bliss
she was the girl she dreamed of
when was just a little girl