Describing Simple Life/love with Inundated complications. Archetype of imperfection.
No one forgets the first ever. Sweet and sour but makes you clever. Protecting and protesting, what a usual endeavor. It wasn't different for her when she tasted the love flavor. Sweet it starts. And with skirmish it was over. Before she could know, it left a huge impact forever. Sweetest fragrance with a bitter... Continue Reading →
That night I went back to the same club and she was nowhere to be found. The bartender smiled at me and I smiled back saying cheers, I wonder he knows something or to my story would he mound. I somehow convinced myself maybe I could be right or wrong I might sound. "Hey Jim,... Continue Reading →
Dropped her home and her house looked fancy. I was curious but asking any question could be Chancy. She blew me a kiss and said take care I replied with see ya, she said maybe or maybe not, But I loved your company. That left me wondering what's behind that door. Those eyes. And if... Continue Reading →
We came back to my condo. She said she wanna use the washroom really fast. I poured her a drink and she walked towards me. She reminded me of all my mistakes I surpassed. "Handcuffs?" I asked. she nodded with a smile. "Candles?" She asked. I was obliged. How nasty could it get I cogitated?... Continue Reading →
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