Forbidden fruit
Smooth against my lips, her blushing skin is tempting me with vows of sweetness; Her scent invites me with a pledge to dare to let me dip my cravings deeper […]
Smooth against my lips, her blushing skin is tempting me with vows of sweetness; Her scent invites me with a pledge to dare to let me dip my cravings deeper […]
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis
Now we see through a glass, darkly
rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.
The Quantumverse
Poetry, haiku. Life, word play, puns, free verse
About fantastical places and other stuff