Poems from zebra black
with out a peepshe went to bedi kissed her mouthand held her head
i held her tightand could not stopher tits so sweeti got on top
i didn't...
the movers the shakersthe doers the bakersthe candle stickand rocket ship makers
a race of captainssetting courseon circles of pyresbereft...
while heaven and hellwhere engrossed in their own affairsthe light bringeran incandescent intelligencewas cast downto this metallic...
sauntered downto thevery privatehurt me hurt you clubthe waft of perfumefragrant in the airbawdy musicin the distance
as i approachthe dark...
love is astate of mindan emotionsometimes ephemeralsometimes steadfast
its sourcean archetypeformlessit is not a relationshipalthough it...