I Offer my Hand and Gift it to You

I offer my hand and gift it to you, with the hope that you will lead the way. That I may walk beside you, my head held high, ...
Built from experience. Designed for practice

I offer my hand and gift it to you, with the hope that you will lead the way. That I may walk beside you, my head held high, ...

A Poem about Kinky Shenanigan's

“Just tell me the truth”, she said as I lied. My shame was written on my behind.
She spanked and she pinched, she tore at my skin, but the truth was not easy, laced in sin.

I’m always in awe of photographers. You know the ones who can make any lansdscape look like a secret haven, or show the feeling in the room instead of just the people. I take a lot of photographs, but I have yet to learn the skills to become this proficient.

There is poetry for everyone, but our experiences decide which poets we’ll love, which we can live without and how much we want to take in.

The Worst of a Good Situation I am an overthinker, 100%. About everything. I have this theory that by thinking something through, even when it’s been thought and re-thought and revised and thought about again, the thinking will make it…

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