BIG FISH, BIG POND |
Tons of guys, tons of kisses...
Pleased to meet you.
I'm a sucker for eyes.
I fantasize about your naked body...pounding into me
pumping energy and tasting all of you.
For us, to mingle is t...
Posted by errickson on Thu, 27 Oct 2005 02:38:00 PST |
Make it big |
The sun shines, the day is beautiful. Biking along the west side highway to central park, to the paths behind the angel fountain. Landing at a wood bench made from the trees. My cell buzzes. Take call...
Posted by errickson on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
To joy, I say...And cool suffice |
To joy, I say
I have been and lived in wonder and mesmerizing glow
And to reach these heights, can be a fearful blow
Because eventually you know...
The spark is sparked
And what is left is the pi...
Posted by errickson on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
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need to flay away all this decay of old and rusty
fly into the moment of joy and competence
no boundaries illutionary or of stronger stuff
make moves freely and to the max optimum
the interact...
Posted by errickson on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
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temperments and liberties
grasping at straws
loosley entwined
made of the same stuff
the world at war
and odds are against anything surviving
all the celebration of birth in this city
...
Posted by errickson on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
