13th June 2011 Contentment is…his hand in mine and lips which meet in a kiss divine, Stories told and laughter shared, moments in which minds are paired The loving touch of his hand, caresses contrast with spanks that land Brutal blows of dark desire, setting alight an internal fire Contentment is… a quiet sigh, a…
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27th May 2011 You may, or may not remember the fucktoy Friday poems that I posted here earlier this year, with a series of photographs. I have decided to repost them today as one whole poem and I have added an audio recording of myself reading it. I recommend listening to the very end where…
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